Though his c**k had softened, still dripping c*m, her look could start a fire in ashes.
"Does my baby girl want me to join her?" he asked.
"No," Hannah said softly, then reached down with her other hand a pulled the cheek of her ass up, opening her hungry v****a to his gaze.
"But Mommy does," she said.
Scottie nearly tripped over himself chasing after her into the bathroom.
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Chapter 7: You Take the Good, You Take the Bad.
Fall semester had begun, and with it, free time became truly limited. Even with the time differentials between the channels within the black box and what they called Standard (their reality), the physical strain was still real. After falling asleep in Anthropology, Scottie almost completely refrained from joining Hannah channel surfing. But it wasn't entirely
