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  • He said he needed her help and she nodded but looked confused. "Okay, milf but... how?" she asked, sighing, feeling like she really had no way of helping. Nodding when he said to go and open the door, she moved out of the truck and went to open the front door. She looked back to see Mister O carrying the man in and then walked further inside, looking around the quaint family home. No one was here. It looked like it had been some time since anyone was but it was mostly in good order, save for some rummaging. "Her name is Madelyn," Mister O said as he nodded towards one of the family portraits that hung up on the wall. Among those in the portrait, there was teenage girl with dyed blue hair, a real cute smile and a girl next door type of beauty. Daisy frowned more when she looked at the family portrait as Mister O explained the situation in more detail. She was so young and beautiful. Daisy hoped the girl was okay, then had a thought and looked around the house. "What about the mother?" she asked, pointing to the woman in the photo. "She's not here. Did something happen?" she asked, frowning again. The blonde watched Mister O as he continued to carry the man towards the basement door only to open it and throw him in and locking him inside. "We'll deal with him if he wakes doggy style up. If not, we have ways to probe his memories. But I wanna show you something," he said while he led Daisy back to the living room where many works of abstract art hung on the wall. Daisy ran a hand through her hair, nodding as he explained the process. She looked like she wanted to question him when he said something about probing someone's mind for memories, but figured it wasn't the weirdest thing she'd seen today. "Her step father went missing about a few weeks ago, he's an art professor in the local college. But, earlier in my investigation I noticed this," he then pointed at a strange pattern within the art, "These are occult runes. He's using art to mask these runes. We haven't determined anything yet as far as the nature of anal these runes. We all slept well that night and awoke late morning in the morning. They were all giggles and giddiness this morning as they made the pancake batter. doggy style He used anal my tits as handles as he rode me hard. “Fuck it baby, mommy is getting hungry too. More beer and now some poker, a great time, the hockey game, yeah, up in the North East they loved hockey, Hull, Esposito, Gods of the past, they talked Boston sports. He is very exciting as he teases my balls and licks the full length of both sides of my cock while Jodi watches. Before we set off I skyped Ryan at work and gave him a quick update, promising to give him the full details the following night. After a long day at work I headed out on the bike back north. Like getting whipped so much you stop counting on the last strike? The coach had set an midnight curfew. "Please fuck me!" “And she's picky.” milf She quite skinny, but not toned like Melanie or I. She had a bright strawberry blonde patch over her pussy that would have to be removed.