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"How many times have I told you, Dani, curfew is at midnight!" Terry yelled as he caught his daughter stealthily creeping through the back door at 3 am again. " Jesus dad, I'm 18, I think I'm old enough to decide how late I can stay out!" "Listen to that attitude. What's been getting into you lately? First dressing in all those.
Description:He grabbed her by the arm. For the rest of the day, thoughts of her as she lay there fucking herself filled his head. She wanted to be his little slut. It was not until the next night that she was ready to talk. Without looking at Dad she laid out on her stomach.
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