"What's going on?" I asked.
He scratched his balls while he talked and I couldn't help but watch his dick bounce around while he did it. "You're mom thinks we should have 'The Talk'. She left for a few hours."
"Okay," I said, "but why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
"Well," he started jerking himself off, "you haven't figured out that you should have a password on your laptop so I've seen those stories you wrote about me cunting you and frankly," he was fully hard by now, "I think there's a few things you could teach me." He got up and stood directly in front of me, so close that I could smell the sweat on his balls and I could feel the heat coming off his cock.
He looked down at me, "I'm ready to learn to be the Daddy you really need me to be."
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