Harry's father smiled, his eyes gleaming with amusement at the man's persistence. "Do not worry. I am not lying to save her. My daughter-in-law is used to this type of rough use. I, her father-in-law, am not a fuel-efficient lamp. I have already trained her as a perfect whore. So, I have no reason to lie to you." There was a hint of pride in his tone, as if he was proud to have trained his son's wife as a whore.
The man, undeterred, made another attempt. "Maybe you want me to finish quickly so that you can have your glass filled."
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