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Dante: I fucked my mum 3

Author: R. F. Ewele
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-22 14:59:09

We stood on the sidewalk and I stared up at the gold gilded sign of the Waldorf Astoria. She took my hand, and I stumbled behind her still staring up at the massive luxury hotel.

"Mo-" I was cut off before I could finish.

"This way Dante, come on…" she picked up the hem of her dress a little as she climbed the two steps and pulled me in next to her in the revolving doorway.

"What are we doing here?" I practically hissed, "I don't think we can just wander in here!"

My protests fell on deaf ears as she pulled me through the lobby. Everything was white and gold, an absolute sensory overload. I stared at the intricate tile floor as we swept across it. Realizing only after we crossed, that the tiles were laid in such a manner that they recreated some famous painters mural. Cherubs and angels adorned the art piece. Dumbly, I stared behind me at the floor as we waited for the elevator.

Inside the elevator, by ourselves I took the opportunity to get my head straight. "Mo
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    She smiled and wiped her face and eyes. Standing up, she reached behind and undid the lacy bow that kept her dress on. Her cheeks grew red as she arched her shoulders and let it fall away.I stood transfixed; she wore nothing beneath the dress, and the porcelain perfection of her skin glowed in the lamplight. Her breasts were fuller than I had imagined, still barely a handful. They artfully sloped from her chest, and her bright pink nipples stood at attention. She smiled as she continued to blush and crossed her legs slightly to hide the baldness between her legs.One, unknown fact about my mother, something that she has shared with me, is that she had never grown pubic hair. Her body seemed locked in this prepubescent state. She didn’t even own a razor.She came to me, graceful as always, the tinge of both alcohol and shyness I hadn’t expected staining her cheeks. Her small fingers reached up and began to unbutton my shirt. Moments passed while I counted my own heartbea

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