This brings back memories. Whenever mom & I were together, we couldn't keep our lips off each other - nevermind hands. It was a race to see who'd get naked first. And, man, did we enjoy being naked together. Knowing the pleasures in store for each other. Family gatherings were the worst. Being in the same room, with all these relatives, and not be able to touch? That was torture. Dad would get a kick out of it. Thought it was real funny. We'd get out of there and the love making would be incredible.
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