I remembered I looked pretty hot, thanks to Abby, and Iremembered sitting at the bar talking to some guy who hadn't shaved.Everything else was muddled...jumble. That damn pink phone was flashing,telling me I had text messages waiting.Coffee. I smelled coffee. It pulled me out of my room like a mousefollowing the pied pipers magical flute. Abby was at the table alreadydrinking having some."Coffee," I croaked."Sit down," she said rising from the table, "I'll get you a cup. Cream?Sugar?"I shook my. "She smiled and wondered what it would be like to be a model for a pornographer. Then she laid down across her father's knee, her titties hanging low, her ass cheeks spreading wide. "Oh, Daddy," she begged in as sweet a voice as possible, "don't strap me too hard. Please? PLEASE? Don't hit me too hard with that piece of leather. It might hurt--OH, please, no, oh.She felt the sting of his punishing strokes at her ass cheeks. He spared her nothing. He whipped her solidly with the leather belt. He. More

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