His pretty little doll.
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"Lay still for me, let daddy play with his doll" he growled. I whimpered pulling against the ropes keeping me from touching him. That's all I wanted to do was touch him or for fucks sakes Touch me!
"What's wrong little one? Can't wait?" Damen smirked.
"Mmmp" is all I could muster up with the bright pink gag in my mouth.
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