The dark, creepy sense of being followed is rarely your mind playing tricks. Yasmin can feel someone in the alley behind her, she knows she is not alone. She hurries to her door, she tries to find her keys when a hard push from behind throws her into the darkness of her apartment. A fight, a scream, someone hits the floor.... He never saw it coming. Yasmin has her perpetrator bound and bagged, his confusion sweeping his mind as her cock slap his face. This was the wrong woamn to follow. This woman has her own invasion planned.
