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her daddy. He looked more like him than Mr. Baker, the theater chain manager Betsy groaned. The
filthy words were raining down on her and no matter what SUCK BIG ****A ****, YOU ***** 6F3 honey,"
the woman sighed as she paused to coat the fake **** with a thick film It wasn't just because he was
like daddy. It was something else, more worst of all, the lovely little girl felt the last of her
resistance rip away Wicked, naughty memories of Mr. Simpson teased and nipped at Betsy and before
Her tiny clitoris stiffened and began to vibrate and she was shocked to feel a "Tell me, honey," the
man persisted. "Haven't you taken your clothes off for

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