Daddy Issues
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Irene Hale hears or sees too much and she had always seen Lisa Murray her bestfriends dad as a 'hot dad' not that she ever told Lisa that.
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I was wet. Wet for Mr. Murray. Lisa's fucking dad. My best friends dad. I'm so wet that I soaked my panties. I didn't sleep a wink because when I closed my eyes I wished to be that red head.
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