While one of her father’s friends fucked her ass, Beth held onto the head of her bead and tried not to moan too loud.
“Are… are you going to be much longer? I’m… I’m supposed to meet my… my boyfriend for a date,” she said.
“Hm. I shouldn’t be too much longer,” Mr. Randall said. “You’ve got a nice tight ass and the way you whimper really does it for me. Maybe… fifteen or twenty more minutes.”
“Oh… I… I won’t be… too late then…” she managed to say, despite the fact that he’d started to pound into her aching ass even harder.
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