"But what?" Elmer hurriedly asked, and his huge tool became a bit uncomfortable due to the restraint of the penis ring.
Faye continued to stroke herself while slowly pushing down. She seemed to feel Elmer slowly entering her, and her middle finger suddenly bent and directly penetrated herself. She started moving slowly and moaned, "It's simple; you have to—"
Faye opened her eyes and exhaled, "You have to leave me."
"What the hell?" Elmer exclaimed, seemingly not understanding Faye's decision.
Faye was breathing heavily and whispered, "I don't want to see Luna cry anymore. Although I really enjoy being with you, I can't abandon my responsibility as a mother. I've even competed with my own daughter for a man—"
As she spoke, Faye couldn't hide her sorrow anymore. Her middle finger thrust fiercely into her honey pot, and her lustful flesh trembled as if crying.