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"Thank you, daddy."
I looked across at my beautiful little angel, now a woman, smiling with happiness and glowing with post-orgasmic bliss.
It must have hurt when I burst through her hymen and she would be sore at the vigorous shafting I had given her, but as she lay there, her pubescent breasts barely discernible from her chest, blood and cum seeping from her pussy onto the sheet below, with no regrets or second thoughts, my heart swelled with joy.
"Now I can fuck Roger Corrigan."
My universe did a complete somersault.
"Who's Roger Corrigan?" I croaked.
"He's the hottest boy in school. I want to fuck him but I don't want him to think it's any big deal so I didn't want to lose my cherry to him."
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