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 "Not this kind," Carl responded. "Let me show you what you're missing." He grabbed at her, pulling wet her to him roughly real for a kiss real.
 "Very nice," Carl murmured politely. He was more interested in her boobs real than her bauble, but despite himself, his eyes began to orgasms track the shiny object as it swung slowly back and forth.
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 "Good, Daddy." Angie waved a hand toward the door wet. "Go 'way now and watch TV, Daddy."
 "Get Carl and me orgasms some sandwiches and soda," she ordered.
 "Yes, ma'am." Completely immersed in his butler role, Mr. Cordero turned and marched stiffly away. A little while later he returned orgasms with a wheeled tray wet holding several big wet sandwiches orgasms and a realorgasms couple of cans of Coke. Angie had him park it next real to her bed, then orgasms sent him away with the instructions, "You're tired, Daddy realorgasms. Put the butler suit away and go to bed. Go to orgasms sleep until real morning and forget real all about real playing the butler game. Angie will see realorgasms her daddy in the morning."
 Angie ate ravenously and gulped her soda, then fed Carl, propping his head up with wet orgasms one orgasms slender arm and bringing the food to his mouth. He ate and drank mechanically until everything was gone.
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 "I will do . . . whatever you say after that."
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 Angie laughed wet orgasms softly real. Carl had been such real fun!
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 She'd have to talk it over with real Daddy, of course. But somehow, she didn't think he'd real say no to her.
 Carl blinked and yawned. He looked at the clock in real his family's orgasms front hall and swore. Where the hell had the evening gone? He'd been planning to pay weird real-girl Angie a wet visit tonight realorgasms, but now it was too late. He real felt too tired, anyway real.
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