Karl smiled softly, responding to that touch with a feeling of horniness, "What kind of reward is it, Layla?" Karl smirked, pretending to be innocent even though he knew he was about to get some pussy from that young homeless woman.
Layla sighed, a strange feeling emerging in her chest, a feeling that should have surfaced during her teenage years, a feeling that could never arise due to the cruel influence of influencers.
Slowly, she held Karl's hand tightly, letting the warmth between them speak more than just words.
Layla pushed Karl's body down until he sat, "Karl, let me start with my mouth!"
Layla squatted down, slowly helping Karl to take off his pants.
Karl swallowed, "For the first time, I will feel a woman's mouth on me willingly, without any interference from the common sense hijack system." Karl thought.
