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Miss Hilary Bishop had been instructed of the parent’s wishes by Miss
Ashton and was already waiting in room five when the twelve–year–old
knocked on the door. To one side of her, Jessica spluttered as she submissively took her
husbands spurting seed and valiantly tried to swallow it while he
continued thrusting deep into her throat. Bokepindo Sally’s cheeks gleamed with her tears as she arched her head back, her
mouth wide in a soundless, breathless scream as the tips of the martinet
began hitting her vulva, slapping against the apex of her cunt before
sinking between her tense and shaking legs. Her little fists beat uselessly against her mother’s bottom and her legs
tried desperately to break free, but nothing could stop the next
agonizing stroke.
