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‘But I don’t want to be punished!’ The little girl whimpered. It triggered a cry of unexpected maturity from the girl. Richards! I slapped her across the face in order to generate my wishes. However, this moment was not one of my quieter moments as Rachel’s cries began to transmute from gravelly exhortations to full blown screams and my mouth’s attention moved to her little clitoris, which had naturally emerged. My hands left her and I moved them to my fly buttons. ‘Eeek!’ she squealed, and her face changed from lustfully placid to shocked and disturbed.
