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‘Really?’ said Ben, suddenly interested. Damn this clasp! She’d tried not to encourage it either. She bent over and fiddled with the catch. What was he doing her? Just because dad knows I suck cunt doesn’t mean you should get all the special attention.’ She pushed Claire through the door to her bedroom, then turned and left her there. ‘Like what kind of stuff do they do to you?’ Ben asked eagerly. Her father grunted in approval, but rather than dropping her skirt back down, this time he dipped his fingers under the crotch band of her underwear, and probed into her pussy. She felt almost ready to cry, thinking back on those times, before she’d started being a horny slut all the time. It felt great. But she was stuck with the answer now. ‘No, you don’t,’ said her father. Her father grunted in approval, but rather than dropping her skirt back down, this time he dipped his fingers under the crotch band of her underwear, and probed into her pussy. Claire was still bright red as she climbed up and parted her legs, exposing her wet, nude, snatch.
