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Donna Marie was a MILF. No, more than a MILF. She was one of those rare, classically hot women who had everything. Pretty petite, she stood about 1.80 m tall, had a very pretty face, long blond hair, a fantastic butt, not too big, but perfect in shape and size, a tight, flat belly, full, B cup breasts that didn't need a bra, and a pair of the most gorgeous legs imaginable to hold her up. Her complexion, all over her body and face, was that of an olive Mediterranean woman.
Her daughter, Debra Marie, was paler than her mother, long brown hair, an ass she thought too big (but the boys LOVED) and a cup of tits. But don't kid yourself, Debra was captain of her cheerleader squad, both in basketball and football. She was Homecoming Queen in her final year of high school. She was hot and attracted boys like bees to honey.
Both acted and dressed like breeding ladies, stylish, but rarely even close to what you might call snobbery. They both tended to smile easily, not a fake smile, but a real smile.
In high school, Deb's best friend, an 18-year-old smoking hot girl of Greek origin, had dated black boys only. Debra found it disgusting, not because of the color of her skin, but because of the bad treatment of her friend, but she never said anything about it. She was far from being racist, she just thought that the pretty Greek girl should at least try to go out with a white boy, since so many of her mutual friends would exclude her from their parties because of her choice of friends, and Debra, who is her girlfriend, decided to hang out with her girlfriend.
Her daughter, Debra Marie, was paler than her mother, long brown hair, an ass she thought too big (but the boys LOVED) and a cup of tits. But don't kid yourself, Debra was captain of her cheerleader squad, both in basketball and football. She was Homecoming Queen in her final year of high school. She was hot and attracted boys like bees to honey.
Both acted and dressed like breeding ladies, stylish, but rarely even close to what you might call snobbery. They both tended to smile easily, not a fake smile, but a real smile.
In high school, Deb's best friend, an 18-year-old smoking hot girl of Greek origin, had dated black boys only. Debra found it disgusting, not because of the color of her skin, but because of the bad treatment of her friend, but she never said anything about it. She was far from being racist, she just thought that the pretty Greek girl should at least try to go out with a white boy, since so many of her mutual friends would exclude her from their parties because of her choice of friends, and Debra, who is her girlfriend, decided to hang out with her girlfriend.