Twelve years later...I sit back in my chair and stretch out my legs as Anna moves between them. She decided long ago she wanted to use the name her biological parents gave her because it was after the woman who loved her the most.After hearing her fake father call her the name he'd given her, she decided that day it would be the last time she used it. After all, every document that we had named her as Anna when she went to the bank in Germany."No, we won't be in attendance," I say into the phone as her nimble fingers undo my belt. I brush her hair out of her face, and she looks up at me and pouts. "Hold on." When I pull the phone away from my ear, I hold her chin. "Do you want to go?"She quietly nods, and I brush my thumb over her cheek, telling her to keep going. When I put the phone to my ear, she unzips my slacks."Never mind, we'll be there." The person on the other end keeps speaking as she works my hard cock free. It's not easy with the size of it, and she has to lift it out
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