Kick Travis out

From Create Your Own Story

You clean the cum dripping down your leg with some tissues in the room, and proceed to dress in the clothes that you collected from the floor.

"Will I see you again?" Travis asks from his place on the couch.

"Maybe," you reply with a mysterious wink. "But for now, get the fuck out of here."

"Wha-at do you mean?" He is perplexed by the sudden change in tone.

"You heard me, get the fuck out of my house before I throw you out. Scram!"

Without another word, Travis slides his dick back in his pants and runs out of the house. He was so nervous he forgot his books and bag in the kitchen!

Do you:

You are possessing:
Young-Looking, Pretty Mother
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