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Reaching into her cleavage, Angie drew forth a jeweled pendant hardcore attached to a chain around her neck, which Carl hadn't hardcore noticed she was wearing. "This hardcore was Angie's mommy's," she hardcore said, letting the gem dangle in front of her breasts, swaying gently. "Isn't it pretty? All shiny and sparkly hardcore, so enter nice fuck hardcore to look at."
"It's hard to look away hardcoresex, isn't it sex, Carl? So hard to look fuck hardcore away hardcore. It's so hardcore pretty, so shiny and sparkly. You can hardcore't look away from fuck hardcore the pretty stone hardcore, can't stop hardcore following it sex with your eyes hardcoresex as it swings back hardcore and forth, shiny, sparkly, back and forth, back hardcoresex and forth. Try to hardcore stop hardcore following it hardcore with your eyes, shiny, sparkly, back and forth; you can't, can you, Carl?"
Angie turned around. "Daddy?"
Mr hardcore. Cordero hardcore froze. Angie smiled; her daddy's trigger phrase had worked like magic, just as it always did.
"Listen to Angie hardcore, Daddy," Angie went on. "Nothing bad hardcore is happening fuck here."
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"I will do . . . whatever you say after hardcore that."
Maybe hardcore tomorrow, he thought hardcoresex. Yes, tomorrow was soon enough hardcoresex to show Angie Cordero how a fuck hardcore real man took charge.
After supper the next evening, he waited until his parents were planted hardcoresex in front of the tube and then sneaked out of the fuck hardcore house. He looked up at fuck Angie's window--yes hardcore, it was open--then climbed up the big tree sex by the fence in his family's yard. It had a hardcoresex thick branch that projected into Angie's yard, extending quite near her window enter. Carl worked along that branch carefully, then swung over and climbed hardcore into Angie hardcoresex's bedroom.
"It's hard to look away hardcoresex, isn't it sex, Carl? So hard to look fuck hardcore away hardcore. It's so hardcore pretty, so shiny and sparkly. You can hardcore't look away from fuck hardcore the pretty stone hardcore, can't stop hardcore following it sex with your eyes hardcoresex as it swings back hardcore and forth, shiny, sparkly, back and forth, back hardcoresex and forth. Try to hardcore stop hardcore following it hardcore with your eyes, shiny, sparkly, back and forth; you can't, can you, Carl?"
Mr hardcore. Cordero hardcore froze. Angie smiled; her daddy's trigger phrase had worked like magic, just as it always did.
"Listen to Angie hardcore, Daddy," Angie went on. "Nothing bad hardcore is happening fuck here."
"I will do . . . whatever you say after hardcore that."
