About 3 years ago (so F25 M27 at the time), before we had kids, my parents invited us to church.
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DISCLAIMER: This story has a LOT of buildup—and I’m sorry for that. But for those that have read my stories, you know that they are a bit on the longer side. Plus, I just got so turned on thinking about this before writing it that I knew I had to include as much description as possible. If you want to skip straight to the sex, scroll down to the “****************.”
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Now, because this was three years ago, you should know that I looked a little different. My C cups were perky B cups, and I didn’t have any of this pesky pregnancy weight (can I get a Hallelujah?).