Who was she?Ah yes, her name was Buffy Summers. She remembered, of course. And yes, there was this huge, sinister realm of dark creatures. Somewhere -...as a backcloth to her memories - there was this world of magical, supernatural powers. With its leering faces, angelic eyes.It was her world, her magic. Or was it?Who was she?Her body lay stretched in darkness. It felt like a smoldering fire. She felt the bruises, of course. She felt the heat in her crotch, in her ass. But most of all, there was. I could see that his cock was standing hard. My pussy throbbed knowing that my dad had enjoyed spanking my butt as much as I enjoyed him doing it. I just stared at his hard cock licking my lips.“Daddy fuck me please,” I said looking at that hard cock.“I said beg BITCH,” Kim yelled out.“Please daddy, fuck me.” “Please daddy, give me that lovely cock of yours.” “Please daddy, I want to feel your cock in my pussy, please fuck me,” I begged him looking right into his eyes.“NO better yet beg him to. But to my luck, she was like a Telugu actress “Surekha”. She just came and sat in the car and asked me to take her some dhaba outskirts of Hyderabad.I was aww struck by looking at her. While driving, I praised her you look so beautiful in the saree. She told me that, I really didn’t expect the athletic body of yours. I have read the story but I thought must be fake. But you have good muscle. I said thank you and we reached Dhaba. When she got down, I sensed that she wore saree below her navel. We'll deal with this when the time is right. There is no sense in worrying about it right now." You're not pissed off?" she asked. "I mean, you don't think I'm trying to trap you or something."I laughed out loud."Believe me, I am trapped already," I said. "Besides, I should be the one trying to trap you. You're the catch, not me. So no, I'm not mad."I leaned across and kissed her on the cheek."I hope you're not upset — if it happens or the reason behind it," I said."I don't think I am but well,.