Mother was a whore

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Angelique Young licked her ripe red lips in anticipation of the tasty prick she would soon take between them the moment she saw Ellery Dane come through the front door of Adam Hawk's beach house, but she didn't bother to get up from the sofa she occupied. She remained stretched out on her back, clad only in flimsy bra and bikini panties. Tanned flesh glowed in the early morning sunlight, nipples punched through the scrap of cloth that covered them. Her hands were laced under her head, the position thrusting her lush and moving breasts into greater prominence. The crotch of her panties was tight, betraying her swollen cuntlips. She was a tantalizing sight, and it didn't take Ellery Dane long to come up with a beautiful hard-on for her, it never did.

"You look good enough to eat this morning, but I've already had breakfast so I won't go that route with you," Ellen said as he took off his polo shirt and dropped it to the floor. "Where's Adam? Still in the sack?"

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