“Why were you upset earlier?” I ask. “Boyfriend issues? Daddy issues?” Mollie huffs out a humorless laugh. “Sort of. I just got out of a complicated relationship right before I came here.”“Ah, so I’m the rebound,” I guess. Mollie shrugs and gives me an apologetic smile. “Maybe?” “I hate it when beautiful women use my body to get over their boyfriends. You should be ashamed of yourself,” I say, reaching over to grab her by the waist and pulling her on top of me. My cock nestles between her wet pussy lips, and she slides back and forth on top of me.“So ashamed,” Mollie says, feigning innocence. “Is it working?” I ask, flexing my hips upward. “Are you over him yet?” “Almost,” she breathes, as my hands reach up to palm her perky tits. “I guess we’ll just have to try again,” I say, and then she angles her hips just right to take me inside her. “Just one more time.”