I am Heather. I said nice to meet you, Heather; you are a very good girl. How do you know Betty baby? Heather said she has baby sat for me before and is very nice to me. I said that is good, but we need to get her home now and tell her indian parents what happened. You and Mommy get Bobby, and you could if Mommy desi is ok with it, check on her make sure she is ok. Heather said I will mister Mike, thank you for saving her she is my friend. You are welcome baby, come on girls let’s get Betty home. When we got there, her Dad was threesome out front cutting the lawn and Mom was tending to flowers around the house. I walked up to the Dad and said my name is Mike and my girls and I were at the mall and we seen your daughter get attacked by a kid that lives in your area. We broke it up and brought her home to you. I told him Thank you for your help as always. They needed a place that was secure, but where they could get to them easily. She gave a sultry shiver, her large breasts heaving in her blouse. “Of course not,” Brian said. did you do to Me?" yelled Mom before rolling over desi and vomiting again. To breed me. I worried for a moment as we went upstairs I would have another breakdown. It was a lot shorter and indian as she stood in front of the mirror I could see that she had now taken her knickers off as I could see some of her black pussy hairs as she leaned slightly forward. The next day, she didn’t go in and that weekend was pretty normal, at least for us. “AAAAAHHHH WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?” “IF YOU’RE NOT threesome GOING TO GIVE A DAMN ABOUT MY FEELINGS THEN I’M NOT GOING TO TRY SO HARD HOLDING BACK NOW FUCK ME!!!” she demanded as she puts her back into it.