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Why is it that every time Mr. Murdocks antique shop falls victim to a shoplifters treachery, the perpetrator invariably happens to be some lovely young lady who will agree to almost anything rather than face the police? This time, he has spied two such feminine felons. Against their better judgment, they each reluctantly lower their panties for Mr. Murdocks own peculiar punishment. Two delightfully round and tender behinds, once smooth and pin, are now a deep throbbing red, due to Mr. Murdocks skillful use of his antique cane. The price of pilfer can be very high indeed.
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