Am I Drunk, Daddy?

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Emma That night, my eyes flicks open. The chandelier in the middle of the bedroom casts a soft glow in the room. A sigh escapes my lips as I drag myself up from the bed. The musky scent of my c*m fills the air. The dildo rests a few inches away from me on the bed and Knox shirt is between my thighs, resting deep in my p***y, soaking up my juice. Gently I take it off, and slip into it. The musky scent of my release wraps around me. I get up from the bed, and wear my shorts. Taking one last look around the room, the sheets are rumbled and the middle is wet with my c*m like a badge of honor. I walk out with the dildo in my hand and close the door gently behind me. When I get to my room, I sink into my bed and lay on my back staring at the ceiling. It's dark outside, my gaze drifts to t

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