By the time the Sexual Service Act passed, his childhood crush, Amelia, had grown old and fat, but her daughter was just barely eighteen and was the spitting image of Amelia when she was eighteen.
“What was your name again?” he asked as he slid his thick cock up her narrow ass.
“It’s… Fuck that hurts! It’s Kari. You- Fucking hell! You know my mom?” she asked.
“Oh yeah. We go way back. I always wanted to fuck her ass when we were in high school. Now, I get to fuck yours every day until I get all those old feelings worked out.”
“Oh? Tha- Thank you for letting me… letting me help you get over her. I’ll- I’ll show you I’m a better- better slut anyway!”
“Love that enthusiasm!”
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