Sol stopped for a moment and caressed Daphne, petting her hair and caressing her thighs and bottom. He brushed the hair away from her face and saw that her cheek was wet with tears. She turned her face away, covering it with her arm. Sol shifted his left arm, gripping Daphne tightly and started to paddle her again. As Daphne's buttocks and upper thighs blushed toward crimson the smack of the paddle started to elicit soft cries, like a kitten mewing to be let in.
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