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Touch me Father (3)

Penulis: Kayla
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-17 23:59:39

"Father," I whispered. I didn't try to cover myself. Instead, I let my knees fall further apart, a silent invitation that burned through my

shame.

‘Maria," he rasped, his voice sounding like it had been dragged over gravel. "This... this is a sickness."

"It's need," I countered, my voice stronger than I felt. I reached down, my fingers trailing over the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. "You want it, don't you? That’s why you’re not letting me go.”

He squeezed his eyes shut, his jaw working as
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