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Searing her bare flesh, each agonizing stroke reached its peak intensity before another arrived.“It's hurting. Isn't it?” he said.“Yes, sir.”T...e fierce heat in her pain-packed bottom screamed native respect. Her gross stupidity deserved his hardest strokes and acute suffering.“Do you deserve more?”“Yes, sir. Thank you.” Her answer escaped her lips as her sex flung molten pleasure at her pain. His tough tone tested her self-control. Her knuckles went white, gripping the desk. Desperate to cram. Charles and Paige kissed each other like they had not done for the longest time. Don pulled out of his daughter’s ass and watched them be in love, lost in the ecstasy of the experience they had just had, Paige rubbing and smearing her sticky juice all over her husband’s sexy body.She had not, however, forgotten him.“Do you want to cum too, dad?” she asked him, getting off her husband.“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t need to after seeing you two like that,” said her father.Her tongue felt like. More

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