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I spit in your mouth as you struggled to keep your eyes from behind your head, and tongue kissed you deeply so that somehow... someway, you could still see me. With one hand around your neck and the other holding your leg up on my shoulder, I pushed my hips into you- back and forth, deepening each stroke I provided. "Just like that Daddy," you moaned, and gave me every ounce of courage I needed to make sure that you felt honored giving your body to me.

Welcome to the beginning of our journey together, beautiful. I'll continue to paint reality worthy pictures for you with my words, and in return you'll like them for me. That's all.

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