Innocent (Brantley Gilbert)
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MatureComplete Mon, Jul 10, 20173h 51m
"There's a difference between respect and fear" the scared sound of a girl is what started it all. Never in my life did I think ol' Jonny Guffet would hit a woman much less his own daughter. But when I visit an old friend and find his daughter crying in her bedroom with a black eye it sets me off. "I need to get her out of here" and "I need to stomp his ass" are the two thought's battling in my head. I gotta make a choice and it better be the right one. But damn is she hot....
(No, he is not being a creep, her age will be revealed)
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