Dear Horny Reader,
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Although some might say I am Daddy’s completely well mannered “Born-Again Christian” princess in these ever-growing dangerous city streets…
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I immediately turn into a filthy, pig-diluting cum whore, lying underneath my horse-hung, booty-breeding,
Daddy-Dick and his manly, musk-smelling, cum-stained, fuck sheets.
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I lust after Daddy’s demonic, baby-breeder bull-batter as I fantasize daily for him to consistently fertilize my hulk-hungry, father-filled, cream-secreting orifices, 3 times each day… minimum.
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I definitely believe that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Therefore, since I am Daddy’s, succulent buffet, I choose to stay open 24/7: breakfast, lunch and dinner. That way, I can assure my Man will never grow hungry.
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And of course, I deeply desire to carry Daddy’s thunder-thick, ovulating, egg-edifying, litter-load deep inside my cow-sized, sperm-savoring, cum-castle of a womb all week long.