Missing You (Part 2)

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Daddy writes back to his slut
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My little fuck-doll, so horny and wild,
Your lustful desires are all reconciled.
Thinking of sex, always craving more,
Your wet cunt eagerly awaits to be sore.

My dear twat, my dick has missed you,
Your mom's genes have passed down true.
When you pleasure me with hands, mouth, and face,
It's a memory that time cannot erase.

Even though you hate licking my arse,
It's a learning curve to take you far.
Your pleasure is not what I seek,
I must remind you, you're a man's freak.

There are other toys in my library,
But I'll choose you when you're extraordinary.
Kavita, my househelp, is not pretty or young,
But her skills are outstanding, that's why she's sprung.

Your learning is suffering, you're being degraded,
But it's what you love, so keep on with that crusade.
You want to be my secretary, you'll have to do the drill,
Arrange some quality girls, that's your set of skills.

Finish your college first and get an A grade,
You know how to do it, don't let anyone dissuade.
Your letter has made my hard-on arise,
I imagined you as I pounded my wife, Kiran's thighs.

I wish I could've called out your name loud,
Tia, you dirty bitch, you make me proud.
You're leaking now too, playing with your cunt,
I want to watch and make you beg before you can grunt.

My little bitch, I'll be back soon,
To use your holes and make you swoon.
Until then, await my arrival,
To satisfy our insatiable survival.

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