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You pull my hair back until my eyes start to water you’re ******* the face of somebodies daughter. my spit overflows coating my chin a delicious cocktail of pre *** and sin. he places his hand softly on my cheek a face so innocent, a face so sweet, the face of a woman who’s just trying to eat, the reality of the situation eventually settles in. This isn’t a passionate love shared between two adults but a business deal consenting money for pleasure.
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Mar 6, 2021
Mar 6, 2021 at 11:43 AM UTC
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You pull my hair back until my eyes start to water you’re ******* the face of somebodies daughter. my spit overflows coating my chin a delicious cocktail of pre *** and sin. he places his hand softly on my cheek a face so innocent, a face so sweet, the face of a woman who’s just trying to eat, the reality of the situation eventually settles in. This isn’t a passionate love shared between two adults but a business deal consenting money for pleasure.
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Mar 6, 2021
Mar 6, 2021 at 11:43 AM UTC
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