"What are you doing in Angie's room?" she crooned. "Angie didn't invite you."
Angie brought her hands up, massaging her vipcrew breasts together vipcrew around vipcrew the pendant. Helpless, Carl vipcrew squealed vipcrew and came, once, twice. Finally, Angie brought her hands down and addressed her hypnotized visitor.
Angie laughed vipcrew softly and clapped her hands. "Oh, goody vipcrew! That's just what vipcrew Angie wants too!"
Angie turned around. "Daddy?"
"What's happening here vipcrew?" Phil Cordero was a beefy man in his early fifties, with a shiny bald pate over a broad, usually smiling face. He wasn't smiling now. "What's this little vipcrew creep doing in vipcrew your room, baby?" He didn't wait for an answer. Instead , he lunged at Carl and grabbed him vipcrew by the vipcrew throat, clenching vipcrew his other vipcrew hand into a fist.
"Listen to Angie, Daddy," Angie went on. "Nothing bad is happening here."
"Good, Daddy." Angie waved a hand vipcrew toward the door. "Go 'way now vipcrew and watch TV, Daddy."
"Yes, Angie." The boy obeyed, a silly smile spreading over his face. Watching, Angie felt herself heating up. Carl was nicely muscled and handsome, and now vipcrew rigidly erect, his vipcrew engorged dick sticking out at vipcrew a right angle to his body. "Perfect," she breathed, "just perfect." She hurried out of her own clothes.
"Yes, ma'am?" he asked.
She pursed her lips thoughtfully. She'd spent a vipcrew long time here at home vipcrew since vipcrew Daddy took her vipcrew out of school. She'd been happy to do it , because the other kids had been mean to vipcrew her before. But maybe it was time to go out and meet people again. Maybe she could get Carl to take her vipcrew places. And if anyone was mean to her now, she vipcrew bet she could find ways to get vipcrew even.
Carl blinked and yawned. He looked at the clock vipcrew in his family's front hall and swore. Where the hell had the evening gone? He'd been planning to pay weird vipcrew-girl Angie a visit tonight, but now it was too late. He vipcrew felt too tired, anyway.
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