“Mr. Mitchell, why do you fuck me in the ass every time I come over to visit Vanessa?” Erin asked.
“What kind of a father would I be if I didn’t ass-fuck Nessa’s 18-year-old friends when they come over?”
“But… it really hurts! Couldn’t you fuck my pussy or let me suck you off or-”
“What? I just couldn’t live with myself if poor Nessa didn’t get to hear you whimper, moan, and scream while I fucked your ass. You know it’s just a matter of proper manners. You know it has to be your ass and that it has to hurt like hell.”
Erin sighed. “Yes… sir…”
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