I groggily shuffle to the phone and answer. It's my dad wishing me a happy birthday. He tells me all about New York, then has to go to a conference an... we hang up. I make breakfast and relax on the couch. What could that surprise be? I ponder. I mean, what could be better than a morning-wood handjob? Plenty of things, now that I think about it. But gosh, my mom is an experienced woman, what could she possibly have not done before? I decide the only way to find out is to snoop around, I am home. ...''daddy wanting me to say it loud ''and get fuck by daddy''''good girl, i bet cindy has a toy she likes to bounce on ''''yes i do daddy, i jump on my cock toy every night''''show daddy , i want to see my little princess training toy go fetch it''''ok daddy''back with my pink cock suction cup dildo in my hands, daddy taking it from meturn me around doggy on the floor infront of the couch , his legs spread, my ass up ''you are a very very little bad white girl, daddy gonna punish you for all. After removing the money to pay for the two amulets, plus the first ones the demon had destroyed and all of the inconvenience that he had caused me, I added a substantial bonus for all of the trouble over the last two days, before I threw the wallet, with the rest of the money in it, on the ground near Fritz’s still smoking corpse. The owner of the house, or the property it was on, would sooner or later discover the bodies and call the police. I would leave it to them to figure out what had. It told him in detail how much and why she missed him. The coming week was Ben’s last in Gastein. Therefore, Erika texted, the “BOSS” would have to give her at least four afternoons off as the reward for Erika having done “her duties” over the weekend. Especially as her service had, probably, allowed the “BOSS” to spend a wild night with him. Erika’s text concluded with a promise, “On each of the four afternoons, I will prove to you that anything my sexy, naughty BOSS can do, I do naughtier and.