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His thumb rubs once more over my now free lip, “Because Brian is my son.”
Yaasss daddy!!!! Lol
If we weren’t in public, and magic was real, I’d morph my clothes into a schoolgirl outfit and climb into his lap. I’ve been skipping classes, too.
LOOL
“I let you taste mine.” Breathing is hard. When did breathing get so hard?
Hahaha
This is so depraved. So fucked up. So goddamn hot.
Story of my smut reading life
The angel on my shoulder has long abandoned me, and the devil. Well, he has his dick in his hand and is beating one out to the scene in front of us.
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