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The deal we eventually have comes to take a lot of negotiating. My demands? I want Anna to quit Onlyfans and give up her budding, fledgling p**n career. That is the toughest sell, especially when I learn how much cash she is generating. But having something she wants, (my cock — never would have been able to predict that this is what parenting will come to), I am able to get her to really listen to me as I talk about the impact it can have on her future, and the impact it is having on her right now. I learn that Kiara's sister is doing it too, but without any of the nudity Anna is offering on her site, and that Anna feels she can no longer talk about it with Samantha, making her feel isolate

I was already soaked, my pussy lips were swollen and slick. He watched every move I made. Then he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock, it was thick and hard. The head was already wet with precum, he wrapped his hand around it and started stroking slowly. “Tell me what you wrote,” he said. I kept rubbing my clit in small circles. My breath came faster. “I wrote about a man coming in after closing. He bends me over the desk, he pulls my skirt up and fucks me hard.” He stroked faster. “Keep going.”

“Every time you came over to the house to drop something off, every time you smiled at me like I was just ‘Mr. Rossi’. I told myself I was imagining things. That I was sick for noticing how your shorts rode up whenever you sat on my couch during summer holidays after college. How your tits looked in those tight little tank tops. I wanted to bend you over the kitchen counter more times than I can count.” She moaned softly as my fingers slipped inside her, washing away the evidence of our first round while teasing her at the same time. “I tried to be good,” I continued, the confession pouring out now that the dam had broken. “I tried to see you as my daughter’s innocent friend. But tonight, se

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Well, I know I’ve been long in setting up my little story here, but this is where our story gets interesting. After one of those aforementioned “hard days of work,” I went to the local watering hole with my best friend Stacy. We had always been close; we roomed together in college, and now we’re both personal trainers, so she felt my plight when it came to nights like this. I was throwing back wines like it was going out of style which always seemed to be occurring on half-price wine Wednesdays while listening to Stacy tell some of her racy and risqué stories of conquest. Stacy had taken to catering to the good-looking sector of our clientele and had taken to seducing them. She noted how “it

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