He watched happily as I slipped two fingers inside my raging fire hole, planting them knuckle deep. Then I moaned softly:"Ah… Phil… I am coming li...e a little nasty slut for you…"He watched me intensely as I softly sucked my juices off each finger andreinserted them for more as I began letting out more moans.Then I saw his thick snakelike cock growing bigger, filling my body with desire. I wanted to see it, hold it and so much more as I looked at it.That black guy no longer attempted to hide his. My naughty body developed and sent out all the right signals, I was jail bate in a school uniform, modified to entice, and although there were some takers who took there chances, the bulk balked and stayed clear.Lying in bed one morning, daddy brought me a cup of tea, and a huge amount of sympathy, rubbing my tummy to soothe the shooting pains, triggered urges that other men cant understand, but me father did, and his hand ventured under my pantie line and brought me off.There was no shame,. After that is was a battle between husband and wife to win my daughter's favours as we explored the old place, I could see the possibilities it held even if I didn't want to think of the cost,There was certainly no shortage of rats and I was pleased when we'd looked all over the place and we could leave,"Can we go and get Frog daddy?" Poppy asked which reminded me I had to get some money to her mother,"Well we can see if she's home" I said, "And I've got to see your mummy" Aw daddy, have I got. Their entire savings was spent trying to save her, but every attempt, including leeches, prayer, holy water, and many others was in vain. Dara’s mother died in her bed, with her daughter at her side, holding her by the hand. She could still remember her mother’s last dying words – ‘Dara, child. You must be strong! Your destiny is to be more than a chandler’s daughter — much, much more. When you are strong enough, old enough, you must seek the help of someone. Far away, in High Reach, you must.