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Original subtitles

(somber music)

- You know how you went camping last summer?

It was kind of intense.

(knocking)

- Oh, God.

- Go on, Mr. White.

- That's a good one.

- So corny.

- Might as well use that one one day.

(knocking)

- I'm embarrassed.

- It is always so nice having you over.

- Yeah, you're like practically part of the family now.

What's your name again?

Tom, right?

(laughing)

- Oh, God.

There's still time for you to get out of here, Tim.

Run, escape this place.

- Honey, you forgetting something?

- No, can't, silly me.

- Hey, Ms. White, let me help you with that.

- Thank you, you are so sweet.

- Hey.

- Thanks, Tom.

- So, honey, is our dinner ready or?

- Should be another five minutes or so.

- Carving, that's a book.

- Oh, Max, how is that big project?

- Oh, it is almost done.

I just need Dad to look over a few things if you have time.

Yeah, I'm probably part of the process.

Why don't we go take a look at it right now?

- Yes.

- All right, we'll be a few minutes on it, right?

- Basically, I'm having this, is what?

- Oh, you were so welcome.

With your boys being 18, it's just a matter of time

before Max flies the nest and takes his friends with him.

And I love having you boys' rowdy energy in the house.

- Well, I'm just glad we went to the same college.

You know, we brothers, you know, kind of,

nice of my friend, so glad to be together.

- Me too, and I'm glad that it's so close to our house.

- Well, Mrs. White, I look like you've been working out.

- Yeah, I signed up for a new spin class.

- Oh yeah, how's that been going?

- I like it, it's fun.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- Well, I look like you've been working.

- You're too sweet.

Oh, that's the oven, I'm gonna get it.

- Let me open it, let me open it.

- No, you sit.

- Okay.

- Thank you, Timothy.

(gentle music)

, (gentle music)

(gentle music)

- You like what you see, champ?

- Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- Don't be, why don't you come in

so we can talk about this some more?

We don't wanna wake Max up, do we?

You weren't expecting to see this tonight, were you buddy?

- No, no, but I'm sorry, I really gotta, you know,

get back, Sasha, get back.

- What's the rush?

We were just getting started.

Why don't you join us?

You don't mind, honey, do you?

- No.

- I bet you love the both of us fucking you,

wouldn't you, you dirty little slut?

- Yes, please.

- You hear that?

She can never get enough cock.

Believe me, I've tried.

- Oh, Timothy, don't go.

Stay and fill me up.

I know you want to,

and I wanna be filled up by both of you so badly.

- Show 'em, honey.

Show 'em what he's doing.

- I'm sorry.

- Don't be afraid.

My wife's just a slut.

She's all yours if you want.

- Oh, I just love your undivided attention, Timothy.

I don't make you feel so good.

Come with us.

We'll teach you.

(door opens)

(Temmy grunts)

- I wanna show you how we do things in this home.

- Don't be afraid, Timothy.

You can touch her.

She's your slut.

Remember that.

You do whatever you want.

- My husband loves to share.

- Honey, make sure you take care of her son's friend, okay?

- Of course, my heart.

- I know you've been thinking about it.

- Mm, I'm gonna take such good care of you, Timothy.

No need to be, Timothy.

I know how badly you want it.

(Temmy gasps)

Mm.

And I just want you to know that you are more than welcome

in every single one of my wholesome,

starting with my mouth.

Mm.

Mm, would you like to put your cock in my mouth, Timothy?

Good.

I'm gonna take even better care

of our young friend when I do you.

But there's plenty to go around.

Oh, don't be shy.

- Be strong, don't worry.

- Don't worry about it.

It happens to everyone.

Mm.

Your cock tastes delicious.

(Temmy gasps)

Mm.

- Oh, gosh.

- Gosh.

[BLANK_AUDIO]

(groaning)

- Do you like it?

- Wow.

- I miss your cock feel at home in my throat.

- Wow.

Don't be afraid, use your mouth.

Take control.

There you go.

Tell my wife how much I suck cheese.

I mean, here.

Do you like that?

(groaning)

You slug?

- I love it.

- Come on, I think you can do that, huh?

(groaning)

Do you like that you slug?

(groaning)

- You can work on that.

(groaning)

- Good.

(groaning)

- Oh yes.

(groaning)

You can use your hands, I can't hold them.

(groaning)

- You're such a fine, good, slight wife, aren't you?

Can we love you?

- We'll do.

(groaning)

I love being stuffed in every hall.

(groaning)

- Use your hands, sorry, but use that mouth.

Use that fucking mouth, but that's it.

Don't be a fucker.

(groaning)

- I'm gonna have it so much more.

Oh yes, I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.

I hear your friends' mom is such a little slut.

- Why don't you turn around and take a piece of out your

coffee.

- Yes, sir.

I love being in the middle of this house.

(groaning)

I'm gonna wind it in the head.

(groaning)

You're gonna make yourself a bit stuck on the fucking end.

- Yeah, it's gonna take our friends.

- You're gonna fuck a strong car.

- That's fucking it.

(groaning)

- Dirty little fucking horseman.

(groaning)

- There you go.

Don't be afraid to be deep down in there, all right?

(groaning)

That's it.

(groaning)

Come on, smack that fucking ass of hers.

There you go.

(groaning)

- Oh, God, yeah.

(groaning)

- You're telling me.

(groaning)

- It's nuts.

- Go ahead and leave her there.

Go ahead and leave her there.

Oh, God, it's fucking me, baby.

- It's making me sick.

- This is the worst.

- You're gonna strike out at me?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, yeah, welcome.

You're more than welcome.

(groaning)

- Right there.

- Such a nice boy.

- Yeah.

- Mm-hmm.

- Very little slow.

(groaning)

- Get that fucking hand close.

(groaning)

- Oh, baby.

(groaning)

- You're the slow one.

- Fuck it, slow one.

(groaning)

- Oh, God.

(groaning)

- I'm gonna show him every little mess you all have.

- I'm gonna show him how much.

- Oh, my goodness.

This feels so good.

(groaning)

- You're learning to do it, you know, huh?

- Yeah.

- He's learning, honey, look at him.

(groaning)

- You're gonna have to make a fucking way back around.

(groaning)

- You are so good.

You are so good.

You're gonna do great, great things.

You're gonna keep fucking like that.

You know, you wanna see me get fucked.

You wanna see him fuck me, huh?

You wanna watch him fuck me.

You wanna get fucked.

See you, Mitch.

- You're gonna shit, you're gonna shit.

- I'm dirty, dirty, dirty.

- Don't, don't, don't.

- Little.

I'm dirty, little son.

Don't tell my son what a fucking filthy son he is.

(groaning)

- Yes, yes, yes.

Yes, yes.

(groaning)

- See you.

- Yeah.

- Oh, yeah.

- Yeah.

- That's it.

(groaning)

- Oh, it's so yummy.

It's so yummy.

(groaning)

Yes, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me.

Give it to me.

(groaning)

- Why'd you write that, bro?

- Yeah, yeah, so yeah, you'll read it too.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, writing.

- Write 'em.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Please, please, just lie down.

Which means this big perfect cloth for you.

(groaning)

Is that okay too?

- Oh, goodness.