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邹丰摸著女儿滑腻的背，一点一点的在指尖滑动，轻声说道；“宝贝，等会不准哭啊。”
                                                                                                                                                                “爸~~我才不会！”捏著手里的跳动的肉棒，邹贝皱皱眉。
                                                                                                                                                                邹丰把人儿提上来，蔑笑道；“那贝贝就给爸爸降火吧，乖乖躺好，爸爸叫你知道什么叫哭。”
                                                                                                                                                                没办法，有些东西一旦被打开，就跟阀门似的，想关也来不及，心心念念女儿十几年，做梦都想把女儿压在身下蹂躏，现在总算有机会，邹丰怎么可能错过。
                                                                                                                                                                “爸~你又要像昨天晚上那样吗？”邹贝不怕那是假的，小声询问；“爸爸那样你舒服吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                邹丰抱紧女儿，死死贴到胸口，大手摸上邹贝屁股蛋子，一顿揉搓，哑声道；“宝贝不舒服吗？”昨天晚上可是被舒服到晕了过去。
                                                                                                                                                                “有点怕。”邹贝瘪瘪嘴，回答。
                                                                                                                                                                “后面呢？”说著，手上更加用力，嘴巴寻著女儿小脸上亲去，舌头唰过耳垂，轻轻一挑，半个小耳朵淹没在嘴里。
                                                                                                                                                                “唔~~后面舒服了。”邹贝想逃，爸爸亲得好痒，整个身子软到邹丰怀里，不住的乱拱。
                                                                                                                                                                趁邹贝开口间，邹丰舌头一个穿梭伸了进去，不断的搅动著，仿佛要将女儿口中的甜美吸尽。宝贝嘴里全身稀饭味，邹丰连舌根处也没放过，细细的品尝起来。
                                                          

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