Leave Your XBox and Let Your Mother Play with your Dick

Robbie.

Damn it.

It's me, but the next dressing down--

What?

Why didn't you get my phone, Robbie?

What?

I'm waiting for this call from my client.

I need to know where I'm gonna go meet him

and you didn't get my phone.

Why do you dress like that?

'Cause you know I gotta put the rest of my clothes on.

I gotta go meet him.

This is the way I dress.

You dress like a whore.

I am a whore.

You know--

Come on, I'm playing my game.

I don't wanna see you like that.

Get out of the way.

No, you shouldn't be sitting here all day

playing video games.

I told you, you need to go do the yard work

and then come in and finish your paper

that you gotta write.

I will.

What are you--

Just got one more level.

Nothing, you're making me feel weird.

No, what's the--

You're sitting there naked.

Put some clothes on.

I had to run out here as you wouldn't listen.

What are you doing?

What's gonna take you to do the stuff I asked you to do?

Nothing.

Why you got your hand on your dick?

I'm trying to hide my--

What, you got a hard on?

Been turning you on?

Is mommy turning you on?

Yeah.

You want me to dance around for you?

Make you come?

Do you want mommy to make you come?

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