Sizzling Blonde Ella Reese Gets Filled With A Creamy Finish

“There’s your room. At first, going to counseling felt weird, but I had to admit, it felt like genuine progress was being made. I opened the fridge, eyeing some leftovers, sighing as I took it out. I choked on a piece of food I was eating. You also said you hat-”
“Yes, I remember that.” I replied instinctively, shutting my eyes in disgust at myself. Sounds like you want to talk about something private.”
“Jerome isn’t here tonight.” Chris replied. Any updates from your family?”
“Haven’t spoken to dad at all, which as far as I’m concerned is good news.” I admitted. Molly kept either nuzzling into my neck or just weirdly shaking her head into it. It was bringing back bad memories. It was bringing back bad memories. Fucking hell, Molly.”
“Chris doesn’t care. “Yes, sir.” Molly obediently replied. And no offense, but…” He pointed downstairs. “No.” Molly replied as if she were being such a devious little thing. In a weird sort of way.”
“But you know you should stop, right?” he asked me, with a tone of hopefulness.