“So, Mr. Reynolds, is it better than my mom’s?” she asked.
“Much better, Heather. Tighter, smoother, and you’re more fun to look at while I fuck your ass,” he said.
“I can’t wait to tell her!”
“Now, don’t pick on your mom too much. You’re eighteen and there are going to be a lot of guys comparing you to her when they fuck you. She’s going to need you to be gentle,” he chided.
“But… I can still tease her a little, right, sir?”
“Yes, you can tease her a little.”
“Yay!”
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