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I am more a daddys girl. Not the bouncy on the lap kind. The sexual kind. The kind who wants to learn her daddys needs and what pleasures him. To be micromanaged so every second of my day is accounted for. Maybe he wants to share his little girl. Or maybe he wants to leave her home as he entertains over dinner. She will learn to endure. She will learn to orgasm when she is told and live each day squirming
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