" He shook his head. "Worthless for something like this."I nodded again. "I need more info. Mary was in on it - sort of unwillingly, but still act...d as one of the bait girls, but she has no idea of who the big wigs are. I need to talk to that goddamn madam Arie." You figure out how?"Working on it."---------------Days passFinally, another major storm was roaring in. This time I had a plan - a real plan, not just a loose idea about meeting someone I wanted to ask questions of. I had gone. Reading about how Helga Damenstern and the women who worked for her had survived had intrigued Carl. The way that she had managed to divert the intentions of the Swedish soldiers had been an inspired act of desperation. The amount of courage it had taken to stand in front of soldiers in a state of blood lust and offer the comfortable services of her house to the officers was almost unimaginable. He picked up the biography about her life, which had later been penned by Roberto.After three hours,. "You're gonna cum all over your daddy's cock aren't you, you filthy little girl. You're gonna get your daddy's cock soaking wet with your pussy juices, aren't you? That's my girl, cum for daddy"I couldn't help it now, I had to cum. Between daddy's words and his unbelievably good fucking I was at the point where I had to release. "Yes daddy, yes, I'm going to cum for you, daddy. You're making me cum daddy, you're making me cum. Fuck me daddy, please fuck me harder."Daddy started to pound into me. I was blown away by the excitement and emotion of themoment; so much so that I just had to quickly strip offmy t-shirt, jeans and underwear, letting my raging hardcock out into the open. When Richard saw me do this, heimmediately followed suit, leaving both of us sittingthere hands around our cocks, watching my wife avidly.I had never seen my wife’s cunt in better condition; shewas extremely aroused, which showed in the fact that hercunt lips had opened like a flower, glistening.