Her eyelids fluttered.Then to the second digit.Her mouth pursed.I wiggled my finger around in her anal depths.Her cunt clenched down on my cock. Her e...es shot open. She shifted on me, rubbing her nipples into my chest as she had a confused look on her face. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes with her hand.“Daddy?” Her eyes shot to me. “Is your finger in my butthole?”“And my cock is in your pussy,” I said.”“I know that.” She smiled. “I fell asleep with you in me, and it was amazing.” She shifted. .. where he might forget... think it was a nightmare, unreal and therefore without influence.As Bette Jean hung Lester's sport coat in the closet in their bedroom she could almost feel the strong arms pinning her down. The empty sleeves reminded her just how big a man he was, how demanding, how brutal. Well no matter how brutal he was now, she deserved worse. He couldn't punish her enough.Wanda would have to go. She couldn't be allowed to disrupt this household any more. Since she had come. More

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