I’ve got the skills to run the best yoga studio in the city, and the only thing missing is cash. So when my stepdad Marc offers to invest after one private class, I know exactly what he’s really paying for. I can’t stand him, but I want that studio more than I hate him. The second his wife walks out the door, his hands are all over my yoga pants, and I let him rip them wide open. I call him a creep while I suck his cock, spit in his face while he pounds me on the mat, and still come harder than I’ll ever admit. He paints my face and calls it an investment. I call it a down payment.
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