<strong>Name:</strong>Kismet Fourche<br/><strong>Specific Location:</strong>Bedroom<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://beautifulcrochetstuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/195.jpg)<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Time to go!<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.frankdoorhof.com/site/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Jamie-Sanna-18-Mei-2011-0952.jpg)</div><br/>"Well, of course I'll thank him for hosting.  I was raised right, after all," she winked as her father met her at the car.  He swung his keys in front of her, offering her a special treat.  She got to drive Ivory!  Squealing, Kismet jumped up and down holding her hands out like a little girl waiting for candy.  "Thank you Daddy!"  Keys in hand, the redhead kissed his cheek and unlocked the car.  Sliding into the luxurious seat, Kizzy purred with pleasure.<br/><br/>"I love it when you let me play with Ivory, Daddy."  Batting her lashes, she waited for him to get in and buckled.  Pulling her own belt over her, Kismet's breasts pushed back against the restraint.  Starting the car, she pulled out of the drive and started down the road.