Even twijfel je of je wel open gaat doen, het zal vast wel een collecte zijn. Er wordt nog een keer gebeld. Nu begin je ook wel nieuwsgierig te worden... Met veel tegenzin kom je van de bank en loop je naar de deur. Je realiseert je dat je weinig aan hebt en dat je blouse ook wel erg kort is. Voorzichtig doe je open. Omdat je weinig aan hebt verschuil je je een beetje achter de deur. Het is even stil en je staat perplex. Wat doe jij hier, zeg je verbaasd.Je ex staat voor de deur en zegt: "Zwart. She looked over her shoulder and into my eyes. Her gaze was unchanging; her panties soft cotton, soft yellow, and becoming thread-bare. Her back was a smooth-arch from her tailbone to her shoulder blades. Her lower back concaved to her spreading hips. Although beautiful, the sight evoked senses of peril. Her weight was greater than my face and could pin me without recourse. The dimensions of her hips and bottom were much bigger than my face. Plus, one had to remember: This was her fetid part. After the pain of being penatrated for the first time, she had learned that a stiff cock in her pussy was the best feeling of her life. She had loved the feeling of his hard cock sliding in and out of her.But the greatest feeling was when she could feel her father's cock spasm as he shot his encestual sperm deep in her. It felt so smooth as it seeped out of her and ran down to her ass crack. She wanted all those feeling again, but her dad seemed distant now. Did he not love her as much as he. It was Ivy. He could make out her figure in the darkness."Don't bother screaming!" Ivy warned him.She moved her fingers somewhere around his neck."I studied martial arts. One strike from me and you will only have thirty seconds to live. You will have a hard time breathing. You will be suffocating and eventually will die a painful death. Now do you want me to be nice to you or not!!" Ivy speaking to him in a cold and threatening, but also in a kinky and playful, tone.Charles nodded his head,.