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TEACH ME DADDY (2)

Author: Trisha Knox
last update publish date: 2026-04-19 17:21:01

He positions me against the arm of the couch, my back propped against a pillow, my legs spread with him kneeling between them. He's still fully clothed and so am I, and he makes no move to change that.

"First thing most men get wrong," he says, his voice shifting into something almost clinical, "is they rush. They go straight for the obvious places because they're impatient. They don't understand that a woman's body needs to be woken up slowly."

He reaches out and traces his thumb across my bot
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