[ . . . Okay, let's do this. The young man is almost disappointed it wasn't that big-titted woman from before, just to see if he could pull that off. Still, he knows he couldn't (or at least, a part of him is aware it would be harder) so he should be thankful for this. Junko sure hasn't stopped. So...
Let's do this. ]
Did you hear me, bitch? Come on, on your knees.
[ And he reaches over to forcefully take a small handful of the girl's hair and yank her down to get next to Junko. He huffs a little, putting on his best asshole impression. He's not his father, but if he can project how he feels during a soccer gam or a battlefield session, he's pretty sure it's in the bag ]
She's making a mess of your store, right? If you get me off better than her, we won't fuck in here. If she does better, you'll have to clean up a shit ton of her spunk.
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Let's do this. ]
Did you hear me, bitch? Come on, on your knees.
[ And he reaches over to forcefully take a small handful of the girl's hair and yank her down to get next to Junko. He huffs a little, putting on his best asshole impression. He's not his father, but if he can project how he feels during a soccer gam or a battlefield session, he's pretty sure it's in the bag ]
She's making a mess of your store, right? If you get me off better than her, we won't fuck in here. If she does better, you'll have to clean up a shit ton of her spunk.