“Not as much as I like your D Cups.” Joey kneaded the girl’s breasts in his palms. “Her nipples look bruised. Did you bite them?”
“I thumped them,” Jodi cackled, “to see if she was completely out. I got carried away with that too.”
“Well, don’t mess her up too bad. Daddy will be displeased.”
“Yes, he will,” a deep voice thundered by the door. Dakota began to cough, her dark lashes fluttering as she trembled back into awareness. “Get her dressed and covered up with her blanket. I want to see both of you in the kitchen immediately.”
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