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Sep 2020
Forbidden fruit makes the sweetest salad ... Thats what daddy use to say. Just before he touched me in his special way.
    His trembling hand upon my trousers he gently touched my thigh,
   I led him slowly upward and looked him in the eye... Touch my ***** daddy, you need not be so shy, not a single soul is watching
Sister Carnalis
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Sister Carnalis  57/M/elkhorn, wisconsin
(57/M/elkhorn, wisconsin)   
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