Are You Good Enough For My Daughter?

Aila Donovan’s wiping down the counters when she spots Emma’s phone buzzing on the table. She picks it up, thumbs out a quick text pretending to be her daughter, and sets the trap for Rebecca Vanguard. Later the doorbell rings and there’s Rebecca, all bright-eyed, standing on the welcome mat. She’s expecting Emma, not her girlfriend’s mom, but Aila smiles, plays dumb, and invites her inside like nothing’s off. Once the door shuts, Aila lays it out plain: she’s worried Rebecca’s just another college girl who’ll get her kicks then run back to boys. She doesn’t want Emma crushed. Rebecca swears she’s serious, but Aila pushes further—straight to the bedroom question. She wonders if Emma’s even getting off these days. Rebecca’s cheeks go hot; the talk’s too raw. Still, she insists they fuck like rabbits. Aila needs proof. So she gives Rebecca the deal: fuck me right now and I’ll believe you’re really into my daughter. Rebecca swallows hard, nods, and follows Aila down the hall, ready to show the older brunette exactly what these small, natural tits and eager fingers can do.