‘I…I…I can’t do it, Mr. I emerged a few minutes later to find Layla in the kitchen getting a lemonade from the cooler on the counter. She groaned and growled as fresh sensations were introduced to her insides. She was committing her blunder in her conversation with me; it would be my responsibility to correct her. If she’s visible on the app, that means her father has approved her for training at home, so you’ll just go over there at the time you ***********, she’ll take you up to her room, and you can do what you want from there.’
Layla had turned her head and was watching me, waiting patiently for a moment to speak. I’m glad to have good guys like you to help guide and train her, so thank you. That’s it…sweetheart, you’re such a good girl.’
Any tiny movement caused the water to burble between us onto my balls and her pussy in a refreshing caress, and by keeping very still I could enjoy the myriad little movements and contractions of her internal muscles that
