That had been Ruta's mother. No wonder the tone had been recognizable. The teen, though, was a stranger. A slim thing, with red hair falling down her ...ack, wet from a recent dunking. Her dress was purple, tied with a green rope at the waist, skin as white as any Shanna had ever seen. She would have guessed Irish, if asked to classify the girl, but all Whites looked the same to her."Are ... are you the Dark Hussar?"The voice was soft, nervous, yet somehow strong. Shanna was also surprised to. 4-5 saal baad ki baat hai . Ek bar woh mere ghar ayi aur phone charging par lga kar chali gayi marketMaine aise dekha aur mera shaitaani dinag jaag uthaActually pattern wale lock mujhe kholne aate hai . Bcz bar bar ek hi pattern lgao to screen waha se baith jaati hai . 2-3 try me lock khul gya .Maine uska whats ap check kiya to sab chat del thi . Fb app kholi to usme bhi koi msg nhiMaine phone rakh diya side me . Maine fir uthayea aur aise web me fb khola . To waha uski ek fake fb id thi maine. "My mother just stared at me with true shock."You want to make a porno film with your own mother? Honey, please that's i****t. I could never..." You don't have a choice mom. It's either that or dad and the internet get this hot little film." Baby, please..." She begged by Kim cut her off."WE want you in your bedroom naked right now. I saw you fuck Mrs. Smith and I want to see the real thing."Mom just stared at her and suddenly got up and started for the bedroom. She had given up. We followed. Later that day as we were going to meet I was shocked to find that sexy voice had actually belonged to man, who was sitting in the pre-arranged car where nothing at all except a pair of panties a bra and an open trenchcoat. Well being a horny high school grad I figured what the hey good for a blow job right? I approached the man and we started chatting and he told me to follow him to his place where we could be more comfortable and he could get dressed. When we got to his place and he got out.