“Bye, dad.” Kara said brightly. Her voice was a bit hoarse from all the coughing - it sounded rough and sexy; completely at odds with her innocent...looking demeanour.“Bye, sweetie.” I replied, my own voice rough but for a different reason. I allowed my hand to dip lower so that I could reach under her skirt. I caressed her soft ass - bare except for a tiny thong. “Have a good day.”“Don’t I get a goodbye kiss?” Kara licked her lips and shifted on the spot while looking up at me hopefully.I didn’t. "Yes, yes." Roger stuttered. He might not get out of herealive. She'd told him! Roger had read in horror of neo-Nazi shit in the papers, and God knows what would happen here if he didn't give this lunatic the money and get un-handcuffed FAST. Hans pulled out a whiteenvelope which contained two thousand dollars. Roger's intent had been to take five hundred out of it, and present it to Hans, and then to dismiss him quickly. But Hans opened the envelope and looked at the cash, and then put the. ‘You will know this is wrong. You will always feel trapped because I like that idea. And you will always know you cannot leave. Do you understand me Rebecca.’ He said with a groan as Sara began to lick the head of his penis. Rebecca nodded. Finally she could say something that she truly felt. ‘This is wrong,’ she whispered as the boy came over to her and lifted her polo shirt over her head. ‘But Rebecca you crave my son. You crave his body! You need him inside you. You want every part of. It was answered by a woman in a red slip dress. This woman, whom Dave would come to know as Marissa, was hotter than hot. The red slip dress was cut high enough on both sides that Dave knew she either wasn’t wearing panties or it was a thong. It was cut low enough in front that he could see plenty of skin beneath her cleavage. Her face was gorgeous and Dave had an immediate perverse thought that he’d love to see it coated in his come. Her lips were red and without lipstick. Her eyes were of a.