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Father's love
She was glad
To be home
And her father to see.
She hated her mother,
Knew he preferred her
If only
By the way he handled her
Groped her her gently,
Kissed lovingly
And found his way into
Her knickers.
To be home
And her father to see.
She hated her mother,
Knew he preferred her
If only
By the way he handled her
Groped her her gently,
Kissed lovingly
And found his way into
Her knickers.
Published 20th Aug 2020
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