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Ah good, I can see the car pulling away. What? You look like you're about to cry. You're such a little pussy. Jesh, you should be thanking me. If I hadn't done that you're mouth breathing would have gotten us caught. Daddy's in the Marines, he'd have ripped your little sack right off your body for exposing yourself to his sweet "chaste" daughter.
OK you big baby, Mommy's going to make it all better. Start rubbing your mini-brain with slow, soft strokes. Give me a hundred strokes. Up and down, count one second, then up and down again. We want to pace ourselves don't we.