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” I said as she took my arm and walked me back down stairs.
“What about relaxing my tired muscles Tammy? I thought that is what you were supposed to do.
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“That’s where we’re going Daddy,” she cooed as she led me to the living room.

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She bid me lay on my tummy and began to rub my shoulders and back with a talent I had not been aware of; I could easily have purred myself to sleep until her hands began a firm massage of my buttocks being sure to slide her fingers deliciously into the crevasse of my arse.


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My legs fell open to her touch and she cooed as her hand slid over my taught sack that matched well the hardened meat I currently lay upon.