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”“And what’s that, Daddy?”“To be disciplined.” He raised his hand up and brought it down hard on her butt-cheek. The stinging smack echoed...through the room. My sister gasped and bucked, squirming on his hard dick.“Being disciplined is my reward?” Alice asked.“For you,” Daddy said. “I know how much you love it. You are always a brat to your mother just so I will punish you.”Alice lowered her head. “Sorry, Daddy. I just ... I just love it. I know it’s fu ... messed up and wrong to want this.”“Oh,. My hand was far too large, her breast far too small, yet I couldn’t remember being so excited. It was illicit and thrilling.Amelia trembled slightly at my touch. Her tongue talked, telling me she liked my intimate caress, how excited she was. She murmured into my mouth, her fresh breath wafting against my cheek. Kissing her was so incredibly sexy.Disorienting arousal, like a sea fog, rolled towards me, slowly enveloping me with dreams of full intimacy; Amelia my lover. In my mind’s eye I saw us. More

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