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Christmas Eve Secret

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Just a short little smut story for the holiday fever. Note that while it’s on Incest tag, there’s only the daughter watching her parents go at it while masturbating and not participating. Enjoy.

The shouting of “Papa’s home!” was the first alert Mina had to her father’s arrival.

Standing in the kitchen with her mother the young elf had been helping the woman set out dinner for the family. Usually they didn’t have it this late, but her father had an evening inspection before shutting down for the holidays. This had left the youngest of the household more spirited than normal from the hunger.

“Go make sure she isn’t mauling him Mina.” Mina’s mother winked at her. She was wearing a sweater and jeans, with her blond hair draping over the front in a scrunchie. Her eyes shined with the same mischief she could find in her little sister, but Mina knew her mother could keep herself in control. Sometimes.

Mina smiled at the older elf’s request. “Yes mom.” Setting the bowl of salad in her hands on the table, Mina walked towards the hall leading to the door while rubbing her hands off on her little pink apron.

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Stacy’s Mom (Has got it goin’ on)

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Tutoring the beautiful step-daughter of a beautiful Panda, will Ezra find more than he expected…

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Laska and Me – Part 11

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Laska popped open the entry door, eager as could be – until I told her we were waiting for someone.

“What? Why? Who’re we waiting for?”

“A friend of mine,” I replied, casting another glance around for the missing Eralia.

There was a twinkle of curiosity in Laska’s eyes, along with something slightly accusatory. I was pretty sure she knew I wasn’t talking about Lydia or Steve.

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Laska and Me – Part 7

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I was growing weary of this school-day morning routine. Since school started I’d go through at least once a week. Sometimes twice a week.

It’d been easy to find her at first since she’d just go invisible while still in bed or on top of her sheets. But she was quick to figure out how I’d managed to find her and began getting more creative. First behind the curtains, then under the bed or in the closet. The last two never quite worked since she’d have to move her things.

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