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“I can understand you are uncomfortable,” she said fidgeting with her hands. “Do you know where your father is?” Jacob gritted his teeth. “Oh no, I just want to make sure he isn’t lurking around. He can be pretty possessive and also pretty dominant,” she said looking over to the chair. He followed her anime gaze and cringed. “He isn’t around; in another state.” “Okay great,” she said, her sudden cheerfulness breaking the gloom of the toon room. Jacob looked over the room once more. There wasn’t much besides the chair, just a curtain that hung up to black out the daylight. It happened to be particularly old, and holes had begun allowing light to peak through the fabric. Not enough, though so Jacob turned on the light to the room. “So what can I do for you?” He asked feeling altogether out of place in the situation. It intrigued him that she stood there in front cartoon of him. He knew that her asking of his father’s whereabouts also meant she feared the man’s wrath. Shanda smiled, her teeth a perfect white. If Jacob could guess correctly, he would have said the woman fit more into being a model than anything. The way she dressed oozed sexuality, something that he found intimidating. He backed away from her to lean against the wall. “I’m not sure why I am here,” she said walking over to the chair. She ran a hand over the fabric of the thing. “The other night made me never want to see him again.” Jacob nodded as she stopped behind the chair. “I intended actually to never come back.” “Then why did you?” He asked her feeling animation altogether exposed to her. “As much as your father’s behavior repulsed me,” she said pausing while she looked to be thinking. Jacob had a moment to reflect that she had continued having sex with hentai his father while the two of them conversed. Seemed to him that Shanda liked the audience. “But you enjoyed it,” he said in accusation before she could finish. A queer expression passed across her face. “I did, so much so that I’ve never cum so hard in my life,” she replied nonchalantly. Now assu…” I didn’t get to finish my sentence before the knob clicked on my office door. “I didn’t mean to make you distressed”. Long sticky strands of cum splatting against toon her face. I sat and as if timed perfectly, the maid arrived with lemonade. I’m way way athletic and I LOVE it, and I have Trevor to thank for that. She was average in the looks department. It was quiet, humid, and animation hot as all hell there, but it was by far the best month of every year. Her eyes opened wide as she was snapped out of her trance. It was this hentai point I realized a whole bottle of wine and two of whatever these were they had served me, had left me... oh let's go with happy, very happy. I didn't see a anime thong peeking out. “The whole school knows about it.” Jenny giggled. “It’s against the law for me to do that, and you’re under the age of consent.” I knelt and looked at cartoon her face.