Alyssa Hopper

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“Quiet, baby. You have to be real quiet so Mommy doesn’t hear us.” “Yes, Daddy,” I manage to whimper. He sticks a finger in his mouth, and a second later I feel a warm, wet pressure against my asshole that makes me inhale sharply and seize up. “Easy,” he chuckles warmly, lifting his hips to resume the rhythm I’ve interrupted and making slow, soft circles against my anus. “Easy, sweetheart. There, there.”
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