Peeping with mom

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Teddi Ross, an attractive brunette housewife in her thirties, was parading back and forth before the full-length mirror in her bedroom, wearing not one stitch of clothing. It was a kind of unusual way to spend Saturday night, but Teddi was desperate.

Her husband Jim, a trucker, was off on another long haul, leaving his pretty wife bored, lonely and restless. She was tired of watching TV, tired of reading. She wanted her man. She wanted to spend a few hours out dining and dancing, then a few hours in the bedroom fucking, just like an ordinary couple might do on a Saturday evening.

Most of all, she wanted to fuck. Jim had been gone a week now, and he wasn't expected back for another week. Teddi was about ready to scream with frustration. Her poor neglected pussy was on fire with need. She wondered bow much longer she could survive a marriage that had so little sex in it. But then, she reminded herself dryly, she'd already survived it for almost twenty years.

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