That's right, I'm in my twenties now. It's not like I'm your ward or something.

You're right on the money, man. I feel his knuckles dragging against my pussy. Last year I was the one to tend to your pussy, and this year I want to continue that tradition.

"Because you're a responsible caretaker." I try to insert some humour into my tone, but it doesn't do much to mask how desperate I come across. After that, I said, "Well then..." Do it.”

"Anna, you are not the leader. If you tell me to stop, I will, but this is not something you can control. So, you want to take...