Naomi replied softly, "but I think you may be right, he seems receptive enough, I say we go for it." "Good," Miranda replied while heading back into mrs the mrs front room mrsstevensmyfriendshotmom, "let's do it."
"Good grief, mother," Naomi said with concern, "He's gonna be all mrsstevensmyfriendshotmom right isn't he, I mean he's not dead or anything mrs is he mrsstevensmyfriendshotmom!?!" "Of mrs course not, dear," she replied soflty, "I've been mrsstevensmyfriendshotmom breaking men for twenty years and I mrs know exactly what I'm doing, so do image me a favor and go get a stevens glass of cold mrs water mrs!" A minute later Naomi returned to the living room with the water, and after taking mrsstevensmyfriendshotmom it from her mrs daughter's hand, Miranda spread Peter's legs, and mrs then uncerimoniously dumped the icy water directly on mrs his penis and balls! The cold water instantly brought him around, but mrs it was a very painful awakening as he was clutching at his genitals as he gasped, "W-what have you done mrs to me mrs, ohhhhhh god it hurts so bad mrsstevensmyfriendshotmom!" "Shut up and listen to me, asshole," Miranda said sharply mrsstevensmyfriendshotmom, "from now on what ever me myfriendshotmom or mrs my daughter says goes, if you even hint at mrsstevensmyfriendshotmom disobeying us, one of us will be right there to sqeeze your balls, do you got it!?!" With his eyes flooding with tears mrsstevensmyfriendshotmom, all mrsstevensmyfriendshotmom Peter could mrs do was nod his head yes and moan in agony, but if mrs he thought Miranda was done with him mrs he was sadly mistaken as mrs she said to her daughter mrsstevensmyfriendshotmom, "Go up to your father mrsstevensmyfriendshotmom's drawer and get a pair of his purple panties, I mrs think your mrs little boy needs some undies mrs!
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