Too fuckin bad.Now I be yo Dddy. Big black Daddy gonna fuck his little Bitch daughter.No NOCall me Daddy.SLAAAP. Lisa’s head snapped back. Say It.... Call me your Daddy.SLAAP.Crying – Daddy.Tell me. Fuck me Daddy. Lisa Crying screamed. FUCK ME DADDY Now dats better.FUCK MY PUSSY HARD – SAY IT BITCHFUCK MY PUSSY HARD.Lisa was screaming as they grabbed her and tied her hands behind her back.Hood dat Bitch. A dark cloth bag was placed over her head and they cut out only a small hole.She was. You know, forinsurance purposed." His eyes seemed to twinkle at his humoroussuggestion.All Mary Sue could do was nod and scribble her name and phone number downon a scrap of paper. She giggled a bit as she traded her piece of paperfor the one the handsome stranger was holding out. He smiled at heragain and thanked her before he moved off to the next aisle. She lookedafter him, strangely tempted to call out to him.Once her legs stopped wobbling, Mary Sue finished her shopping and headedto. I hope you’re ready for this,” she told him. Matt licked his lips. Her body inched upwards until her crotch was inches from his face. He could smell her moistened sex. The aroma filled his nostrils causing his tongue to extend all of its own. Emma grabbed one of Matt’s hands and raised it upwards. Matt heard a zipping sound and something clenched his wrist. In seconds, she had raised and done the same to his other hand. Emma quickly slid down his body and did the same to both his legs. Matt. And it's not on the Rez. The truck is totaled." I'm not coming up there ... explain it to me," she said."Starting off ... it's on blocks." Wheels and tires," she said as I could hear her writing. "Next?" The radio, tape player and speakers are torn out ... not unbolted ... ripped out of the dash." Big jagged holes in the dash," writing it down as she said it."The bucket seats were torn out, seat mounts and deck ... big holes." What else?" The grill, headlights, all four corner lights, the wood.