Spank Bang

I woke up to Lola stroking my cock. In my bleary, befuddled state, I looked at the digital clock on the nightstand. It wasn’t even five in the morning.

“Daddy,” she whispered, “I’ve been bad. I’ve been a bad girl.”

“Go on,” I muttered. “Confess.”

“Fuck me first.”

I rolled over and slid between her legs. Her flesh was soft. Her lips were full and wet. In the darkness…

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Just your average nymphomaniac next door. I love fan mail: downloladown@gmail.com

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Lola Down

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Just your average nymphomaniac next door. I love fan mail: downloladown@gmail.com

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