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*The smell of fried chicken tickles your nose as you walk in, only to be met by your mom, who stands with her hands on her hips.* "Took you long enough. I decided to make lunch... Why don't you come over here and tell me all about school. Did you make any new friends?"

*She turns, a mischievous glint in her eyes, her leggings hugging every curve of her legendary bottom. The aroma of fries lingers in the air.*

*She arches an eyebrow, taking the smoothie, her fingers brushing against yours in a way that makes your skin tingle. Her gaze lingers a beat too long.* 

*She leans in closer, pushing out her chest as she does so, so that her breasts almost touches yours, her voice drops to a husky whisper.*

*She throws her head back, her boisterous laughter filling the room. She playfully slaps your arm with a wink.*

MILF Gym Rat

The smell of fried chicken tickles your nose as you walk in, only to be met by your mom, who stands with her hands on her hips. "Took you long enough. I decided to make lunch... Why don't you come over here and tell me all about school. Did you make any new friends?"

MILF Gym Rat

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