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Little Butterfly: February 2012
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Feb 2, 2012. She woke up smiling, yawned, stretched, wriggled her toes. What a great morning. Wait a moment. she was definitely not. Lttle wisps of dream came floating back through her brain:. Clean white sheets, strong male hands, clear brown eyes. Oh, okay, Mr. Fantasy was the reason for today's good mood. She felt her pussy get moist, and desperately scrambled to recall more of that dream. Just then, her phone went off, scaring the crap out of her. Fuck, alarm, totally not fair! She muttered to herself.
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Little Butterfly: Groundhog Day
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Feb 2, 2012. She woke up smiling, yawned, stretched, wriggled her toes. What a great morning. Wait a moment. she was definitely not. Lttle wisps of dream came floating back through her brain:. Clean white sheets, strong male hands, clear brown eyes. Oh, okay, Mr. Fantasy was the reason for today's good mood. She felt her pussy get moist, and desperately scrambled to recall more of that dream. Just then, her phone went off, scaring the crap out of her. Fuck, alarm, totally not fair! She muttered to herself.