Lola Sends Kisses
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Sliding my panties off of my tiny legs,he smiled and whispered"I'm glad that I got to do this."
I shivered that day,as he made me his...
I still shiver,but for different reasons...
I want him dead...or even worse
What could be worse than death you ask?
Well, I'll tell you...
Lola's Kisses..
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