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“You are beautiful. Your eyes are beautiful. Your mouth is beautiful. Your breasts are beautiful. Your cunt is beautiful.”
I was reading a message Lo received on her phone from an admirer of the blog.
“A regular Shakespeare, that one,” I said.
“I think it’s sweet,” she responded, as her left hand began to fondle her pussy lips under the covers.
“Sweet?! He left out your hair, your nose, your neck, your shoulders, your tum, your ass, your legs, your feet, and your toes!”
“I’m sure he was going to get there,” she said matter-of-factly.
“Can I get there?” I asked, sounding a bit desperate for affection, or her attention.
“Get where?” she asked, playing with me.
“Anywhere. Between your legs, ideally.”
“Let’s see where this goes,” she said about her internet friend, unfortunately, and not about my bid for her caress.
“I know where this goes,” I said, putting her hand on my hard rod. I was hard because her internet friend had sent a slew of photos of himself jacking off to her pics and cumming all over them. She looked good in the sexy photos.
“Daddy,” she said, protesting, “I’m busy trying to please my loyal fans.”