Vandermeer,” I answered meekly, which earned me a soft smile.“Perhaps we’ll let you keep your secrets for now, baby.”She stepped into the room... the heels of her boots clicking on the varnished floor, and placed the leather bag near to one side, reaching in, and drawing out a very familiar item; her phone. I whimpered, trying to turn my head as she turned it lengthwise upon me.“Say Cheese, slut.”She took several pictures of me, including a close up of my glistening cunt and one of my tits and my. Had she had plastic surgery?"I saw your picture on the web site. I was going to call you about remodeling my house, but now that we've run into one another, will you come over and give me an estimate?"I was taken aback, first to learn that my picture was on a web site and second that Beverly Worthington would perceive me qualified to give her an estimate. "You saw my picture on a web site? Was it, by any chance, a picture of me and my brother with two kids between us?" Isn't that just like Jen?. She sat silently and mused over his question, 'It was an older man, one of my girlfriend's father, and no names', her answered was determined and final, and on hearing it I froze, because like my daughter, I had also fucked one of her friend's father, and the feeling developing in the pit of my stomach suggested the same man had had both mother and daughter, I needed to know and made a mental note to find out.(A future blog to confess to our both meeting the same man)There was a silence between. The dim red light came on and Raven could see the wide frame of one of the men in black. It was Thick. Back for more, maybe?“Kitty is awake,” he said in a low voice.Raven felt a hiss rising in her throat and beat it down. She needed to be a good cat until the last possible second.“My partner is pretty good with the computers and he knows which buttons to press. I’ve never wanted to fuck again so soon after cumming in my life.”Raven recoiled involuntarily, pulling against her restraints. The man.