Sitting at the side of the hauley road she looked so confused that a trucker stopped and gave her a lift. They didn't talk much. Although she had mone..., the driver gave her 100 francs.Well away from the confusion of the excavations, he dropped her at the Chambres d'Hôtes Vivrah or guest house in the village of Hazebrouck. The Chambres was a private home in distress. The sons were dead in the trenches, the husband? Unknown.Not that she didn't know the father of her children ... he had gone to. .. nice," she said when she was inside."Liar," I said with a laugh. "It looks like a tomb, it has no personality. I was hoping you could help me with that too. Either that or I have to hire a decorator. Anyway, this is the office, and my bed is behind that middle bookcase. And your room is right through here..."The rose petals all over the bed and floor may have been a little much, but she liked it."You're too cute," she said, kissing me on the cheek, "and I would like nothing more than to. ”She bucked against his head and fingers for less than three minutes when she came again. This time she screamed, “Oh, Daddy! Oh, God yesss, Daddy! Shiiiiiiiiiiiittt.. that’s sooooo good, soooo good, soooo gooooooood!”“I’m getting’ hard again, baby girl. You want it this time, or am I gonna have to take it again?”Jamie’s hand squeezed the rising cock and begged her daddy, “Oh, my God, Daddy.. this is the biggest dick I’ve ever seen. Please, please fuck me again. Mr. Franklin’s only good for one. His grin became a little dopey as she pushed her shoulders back, letting him see her breasts in all their glory."Like what you see?" She tried and failed to keep the giggle out of her voice.He bit his lip and grinned. "You know I do, babe."She floated closer, that familiar tingle in her stomach growing as she got near him. "If I let you touch them, will you give my top back?"He seemed to consider it, circling her in the water, trying to stay out of arms reach, eyes still occasionally glancing.