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Okay,

that was way too easy.

Honey 20 -somethings never require much work.

Am I wrong?

Mine did.

Really?

Yeah, in my first milk pact, my stepson Robbie was so easy.

I mean, he was so sweet. A chronic masturbator and a virgin.

It barely took any effort at all to get him under my spell.

This time around, things were completely different. You see, ever since Robbie

locked his V -card to me, he's been on a fuck fest.

Literally fucking every single woman he's come into contact with.

Except me.

That's why I started this new milk pact.

They give myself a second chance with him.

Especially when he needed, you know, my expertise.

Expertise in what?

Sex.

After listening to Robbie having sex all day, every day, to a variety of women

faking their orgasms, I thought it was important that I educate him, not on how

to get women, but to please them.

You know, you used to be such a sweet kid, and now you're basically a whore.

At least I'm not a virgin. I took care of that, didn't I?

Robbie, sex is not about how many women you make love to.

It's about the quality of sex you're having.

I have quality.

No, you really don't. Have you heard them?

All the orgasms that I give them? Honey, they're f***ed. faking it. That doesn't

sound fake to me. I can promise you it is.

Don't you want to be a better lover?

Not some jackrabbit making yourself come.

Look, I haven't seen the same girl in your room twice.

That should say something about your technique.

Maybe I don't want to see them twice.

Maybe you're not worth a return visit.

All I'm saying is, if you want to play the field, That's on you, and that's

fine. But you're never going to get a girl to stick around unless you fuck her

good proper.

And how do you suggest I do that?

Well, I can teach you.

You're just trying to get me in bed again.

After listening to those women, I can assure you I'm not.

I just want to make a better experience for everyone.

That's all.

Where are you going?

From there, it was one -on -one instruction for about a month.

You fucked him more than once?

I'm not done with my story. Just a minute.

You always need to know the things.

The little things.

Even

how

her hair might be different.

The little things created through the face.

Black and white.

Always leave her wanting more.

And walk

away when things get too intense.

All right. Bye -bye.

And when the time is right, take your time.

Button her buttons.

Don't ignore her breasts.

Or her neck.

Her ears.

Go straight to the pussy.

You want to wet before you shut your fucking mouth.

Fine. I think you've got it.

Then we won't have another stroke on you.

So you left him hanging.

Why not just fuck him?

Shh, I'm getting there.

Anyway, I teased him for weeks.

Taught him what I wanted.

And then, one afternoon...

I like your makeup

today.

Aw, thank you, Robbie.

So, the truth is, I feel empty without you.

What are you talking about?

I've been with quite a few women since you and not one of them can compete.

They can't compete because they're just notches on your bedpost and not real

experiences you can hang your hat on.

Sticking your dick inside someone is not the same as knowing someone.

How do I get to know them, then?

Do what I've been telling you.

Take your time.

Notice things.

Listen.

Can you show me again?

I forgot.

Robbie. I miss you. Don't you miss me?

If we do this, you can't tell your father.

I... I won't. I made a commitment to him.

Yeah, and you made a promise to help teach me to be a man.

I did, didn't I?

Northern neck.

Ears.

Remember kissing?

Prolonging teeth.

That's better.

We have all the time in the world.

Thank you.

There it is.

Hmm. Hmm, why can't you pay attention?

You devil.

You kiss.

You ask.

You make

them feel like a princess.

I think you could do anything for them.

That's good.

The growl is new.

I need to see if you remember women have many few parts to play.

Kiss my neck.

Can you go bite my neck?

Okay, I'm dreaming about you.

You can go for the pussy now. I love you.

Wow.

That's good.

Slow movements.

Talk your time.

Fucking pal.

Thank you.

Fuck me. Fuck me.