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Yes Daddy. (2)

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last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-03-08 13:08:43

Isabella.

Uncle Ben’s tongue was paradise in my mouth. He moved like I was made for him, like he had wanted this as much as I did. He had one hand on my neck, the other squeezing my ass.

My hunger for him grew with each passing second, my numb body woke just for him. I‘d always dreamt about this night, about the crazy things he could do to me. He was the reason I masturbated after every sex with Kelvin.

“Isa,” he grunted.

“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned. My hands made their way to his pants, struggling
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