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Red-faced and gasping for breath, his heart pounding out of his chest, he lowered his hips back to the mattress. She put her hands on his waist; she looked up at his neck and kissed his chest while he fucked her. He ached to fully experience his little girl's sex for the first time. I noticed

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As always I felt a wave of gratitude to Pam for allowing me to have her daughter so often. You have a new user avatar waiting for moderation.

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