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“What can I do for ya?” “You know the fundraiser forms you’ve been looking to get?” Matt asked, a little smugly. “Guess who’s gotten them approved, stamped, and in your office?” “No way!” Phil was completely into this conversation by this point. “How’d you manage that? You magic, bro?” “I do what I can.” Matt replied confidently. “Anyway, I wanted to let teen off some steam and skip class this period, so since you owe me a favor…” “You got it, dude.” Phil shot back, enthusiastically patting Matt thai on the back. “No problem.” “Thanks.” Matt replied. He then turned his gaze to Olivia, then to Phil, then back to Olivia again. “Break a leg.” he said, winking, giving Phil his own pat on the back, then leaving. Phil was chuckling to himself as Matt disappeared out of sight. “Sorry about that.” he said to Olivia. “It’s interesting how you talk differently to him than to me.” Olivia noted, one eyebrow raised. “Well, I mean… we’re both on the council.” Phil replied lamely. “You gotta keep up that image, tits you know what I’m sayin’?” “What image do you think you keep up with me?” Olivia asked, almost challenging him. Phil thought to himself, only staring at her, before he broke out into a chuckle. “I dunno.” he finally said. “You’re really hard to read.” “You seem to care a lot about reputation with him.” Olivia observed. “With me, you’re like a whole different person.” Phil started walking to the office, preparing his rebuttal, and gazed behind him to see an unmoving Olivia with an arm outstretched. Rolling his eyes, he trudged back to her, grabbed her wrist, and kept walking. “If you’re looking for honesty, I’ll give ya honesty.” he replied, a surprising amount of heat in his words. “If you want me asian to just be a pathetic guy looking for sex, fine, here he is.” “I never said you were pathetic.” Olivia pointed out. “You implied it.” “I made you blowjob be honest with your intentions. You chose to add ‘pathetic’ yourself.” Phil stopped walking. “What the fuck are you trying to say?” he asked, the heat in his voice building, as he took a few steps towards her. “That you have to grapple with your own words, not mine.” she replied, not taking a single step backwards but notably not looking too confident. Seeking a distraction from the futile anticipation I’m feeling at this prospect, I look down at myself. “I always feel so safe in your arms, Daddy,” she purred, massaging my hardon with her leg. I don't know what came over me but I stripped down, and slid my legs into the leggings. Everything hurt. I could have almost slid off the bed at this point. “Holy shit,” she exclaimed. She was shacking with the same greasy lawyer that helped her get the divorce while I endured the stares and tits rude comments of my dear father’s buddies. Her left hand was resting on his chest running through the mass of blowjob hair. Phil glanced at his watch and made asian a nervous expression. “Ooh, you're massaging my clit. She hopped into Jakes jeep, pecked him on the cheek and suggested they get ice cream. Her silky flesh stimulated thai me. Pleasure burned around teen my futa-cock, my hand gripping my phone, my two daughters frozen by paused time, my wife in Vegas masturbating as she watched the video Sam recorded. You already know I swing both ways” She laughed at my mock pout, “but I’m sure I can make do with this monster” Her hand grabbed at my crotch, which was already at half-mast from the images racing through my mind.