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Tuesday Child

It was close to midnight and Lani lay waiting. She was tired, exhausted really, but anticipation kept her eyes open. She was clad only in a tank top and short bottoms without panties like he told her. The waiting was making her achy and wet. The house was silent, the last few guest having departed …

Full of face

A continuation of sorts? – The opening of the garage door woke her from her sleep. Lani stretched, aware of the soreness of her cunt. She cupped herself and felt the lingering wetness of her Daddy’s come on her lips. The touch to her cunt brought what she’d done back to the forefront of her …