Just as daddy had untied my robe and had slit between my opened legs for another round of good fucking, the door bell rang. It took some fast talking ...n my part to get daddy to agree to go answer the door. I can not describe the look of shock as daddy opened the door and saw a lovely Lily standing there wearing an open over coat, a pair of red thigh high boots and nothing else. Lily strolled passed daddy looking like a four alarm fire. Lily is half African-American and Asian, she has a small. Barely conscious even of making a decision, he took that road.And now, after two days of walking, he was here. His own home. He had told himself as he walked that someone here could tell him where the Fourth was -- this was where they'd last been reported, and this was home for most of the men of the Fourth. But had he really come here looking for the Fourth, or had he just come home? He couldn't answer. He was too tired to ask himself the question.The only thing he knew was that he was so. One of the woman she worked with is half her age at just 22 Trudi as 2 k**s in school already but her boyfreind was a bit of an ass and wanted to go out drinking with his mates and not allow Trudi time out of the flat. They lived in a 2 bedroom flat so it was cramped for space.Trudi is a bit rough around the edges short around 5ft 4 slim one or 2 tattos but curvy in the right places and has a high pitched voice then can get on your nerves after a while but that aside she is a lovely girl. I. With that done, we flopped back to laying lifelessly on the bed, till we got enough strength to get up again.After half an hour we were still in the same place, when I noticed the repair guy standing at the door with a wretched tent in his pants that he couldn’t hide. He said, “Saab kaam ho gaya, dekh lo”. I swore I heard a tinge of despair in his voice, which I pitied.I walked to the kitchen to inspect his work. The fridge was now working fine so I guess it was a job well done. He said, “1000.