“What the...” I began, stepping away and turning to look behind me. The rather large dildo was protruding from Riley’s pussy and held in place w...th leather straps around her hips. It was glistening with Jenn’s cream and Riley wrapped her hand around the base. “Care for something tasty before breakfast?” she wiggled it at me. Without thinking, I knelt down and sucked the sweet juices from the tip. “How’s his technique?” Jenn giggled from the doorway. It wasn’t until she spoke, that I realized. Especially when my own father had begun looking at me as less than a man, no longer worthy or capable of earning myself some sort of sports honor as he had. The second was a woman in her late sixties, and though she was nice enough, kind looking, she too was eliminated simply because she reminded me too much of my own grandmother. Someone who constantly smothered me with kisses and bear hugs. And though I doubted Mrs. Anderson as she called herself would do that, I'd be reminded of it every. More

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