IS DADDY REALLY BATHING ME OR TOUCHING ME? 2

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Chapter 2 “Shhh.” One of his arms slid around my middle, holding me tight back against him while the other kept groping and playing with my left tit, rolling the n****e between two fingers. “Your mom told me to take care of you. This is me taking care of you. Making you feel good instead of crying over some worthless boy who didn’t know what the f**k he had.” My ass was still pressed to his c**k. I could feel it twitching against me every time I moved, thick and hot even through his wet pants. The water kept splashing as my hips shifted restlessly, thighs rubbing together under the surface. My p***y was throbbing now, slick and swollen, leaking into the bath water even though nothing was touching it yet. Every tug on my n*****s sent a fresh pulse straight to my c**t. I should’ve

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