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hah… I don’t turn from the computer, though. “Daaddyyyyy?” she comes up from behind again, this time though, the air is completely different. right there…” she moans, rolling her hips against my hand as I try desperately to stay in control. By the look she’s giving me, I can tell that she knows I know. “Then why keep me waiting? I’ve just finished making breakfast for the two most beautiful women on the planet—my wife and daughter—who’re probably getting ready to come downstairs any minute now. “… I’m not a fruit!”
“Pumpkins-”
“DON’T say they’re vegetables!” she says while giggling. I’ll say one thing: she’d get a lot of attention of a girl like her went out somewhere in a skirt this short. As usual, this makes Lulu pout. There’s room, but not a ton of room.