#128504 - Tina George holds her pink umbrella aloft; didn’t think she’d need one but her dad insisted. Tina returns home in the wee small hours of morning. He leans on her back for a minute, attempts to fondle her boobs through three layers of fabric, unplugs, sits down, checks on his junk.
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Seto kaiba
Love u
Touka itsuki
Literally what is the point