“Your mother always takes so long to get ready for our dates. I’m just glad you’ve finally turned eighteen, so I have something to do while I wait for her ass,” he said.
Autumn hummed a “yes, sir” around his thick cock while he continued thrusting into her.
“You just have to learn to keep that hand out of the way. A man needs to feel your throat on his cock,” he said, pushing her hand away and slamming the head of his cock against the back of her throat.
She choked and gagged, but let him fuck her face. She knew it was just part of being a polite eighteen-year-old woman.
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