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"I made us some eggs and sausage, this morning Jenny. I know how you like them scrambled." Dad says. In one hand he fiddles with his fork the other is furiously stroking his cock he pulled out of his undershorts under the table.

"Thanks Dad." Jenny says, pushing back her hair from her face. She looks over at her father, who is a bit flushed in the face. She notices the constant wriggling of his arm.


"Dad, what are you doing?"

          Just admiring the view.


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