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DADDY'S DANGLING COCK(3)

CHAPTER 3

“Yes, Isabelle. I think your mother would appreciate me being the disciplinarian for once, don't you? She doesn't seem to like much else about me anymore. But maybe... if I teach you something, she'll stick around.”

“I don't know, daddy,” I whispered. “I'm sorry though, if I was being bad.”

Daddy was so confident, sitting beside me on the couch in his business suit with that bright red tie. I remembered buying it for him for his last birthday.

“Don't be sorry, Isabelle. It's all part of growing up. Now... let's see how grown up you really are,” he nodded, licking at his lips.

And all of a sudden, I felt his hand beginning to move, to slide up my leg. He was inching it down along my thigh, fast approaching the wet gash between my limbs. I had my panties around the lower half of my legs.

They trapped me from spreading them any farther apart. But it didn't seem to matter to him, as he kept on with that wanton hand.

I felt his fingers only a mere few inches from
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