Which leads to only oneconclusion." The killer isn't an ordinary human." Just so. We're looking for someone with superhuman abilities. And if asuper-v...illain is targeting high-class hookers I need to take him downbefore he murders again. Since he's left no clue as to who he might bethere's only one way to get to him." You need to draw him out, to bait a trap for him." Exactly. Someone has to go undercover as one of these call girls." So, who do you have in mind...Diana?" Even if she was prepared. One day I got that my friend was going to his native for two days and he was living alone in his room…. My inside devil was standing tall and saying that it is the best chance to fulfil your desires… And somehow I convinced my girl to come to the room by facing the issues in hostel by the warden and at last it was successful…. The day arrived and I received my girl from the hostel and entered to the room… Both heartbeat was running high and first my girl was dare enough to move forward and and. But I obliged. I just threw on my pajama pants with no boxers underneath and a shirt. I waited about 15 minutes and she finally came over. No makeup on, a shirt and pants but still looked good. She tried to proceed to my living room but knew that I wanted to go in my basement. I followed her down there as I laid down on the couch. She laid on the opposite end. We spent about 45 minutes to an hour just talking. Then I decided to start to make my move. I laid next to her, caressed her. Luckily for me, the stairs don’t creak or I’d have been caught.When I was halfway down, I squatted so I could peek through the balusters. I didn’t want to make my presence known and this was the only way I knew I could do that. The lights in the basement itself were comfortably dimmed but that didn’t stop my eyes from bulging when I saw what Rick was doing to our mom.She was lying on the sofa holding her knees against her large tits. Her smooth, voluptuous thighs were wide open with Rick’s head.