Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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“No buts!” she says, taking me by the shoulders and settling me into the leather chair. “Listen, I’m going to leave you down here by yourself, so just go ahead and explore,” she says.

“There’s lots of VHS tapes up there,” she continues, gesturing towards the corner where she found the magazines, “if movies are

more your thing. Stay for as long as you want – nobody is going to

bother you here!”

I sigh as I find myself alone in the room, staring at the stack of

porn in my lap. What the hell was I doing here? This is so not my

thing.

But, well. I have to admit I’m curious about this crazy porn stash.

And It’s not like there’s anything else to do. I flick through a couple of the magazines – they’re super old, definitely before Kent’s time

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and wonder who collected them in the first place.

Bored with that, I wander over to the stack of movies, laughing a

the

their Punishing

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open the box, the VHS inside also doesn’t have any writing on it. Maybe a home video, put over here

it over to the waiting VCR and pop it in, rewinding to the start. Then I sit back in the chair and press

remote.

I can see a bed in a pretty room with two windows

in my-

the screen. She lays herself down on the bed, looking offscreen

have turned on the video recorder. Then, laying on her back, she slowly lets her knees drift apart, beckoning with

finger.

when I realize that he, too, is totally naked. The man crawls onto the bed, slipping a hand beneath the woman to flip her over so that she’s kneeling down, her weight. resting

so that he’s kneeling

shock of my

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watching Kent Lippert’s homemade

Kent reach down to

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