The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
He chuckles loudly, “Well sweetheart, from where I’m standing, your Daddy ain’t nothing but a cum stain on my pants. So why don’t you just turn around and let me and my boys take turns inside that perky little arse!” He says as his other hand grips her buttocks tightly.
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