”“No,” he said, “I can’t. You’re my baby girl and…”“Do it, daddy, fuck me. Fuck me with your cock and give me all your cum. I want i..., really, I do. Now, daddy, now!”I felt the warmth of his explosion inside me. A bunch of distinct spurts warmed me. I had made this happen, my cunt, me, had made my daddy cum. I’d never felt so happy.When he’d finished cumming, his shoulders slumped back.“Oh, Lauren, how could you let me do that? Cum inside you? You could get pregnant, you know.”“No, daddy, I. Confusion played over Nick's face as he remembered he had called him by the feminine name only one other person knew about. "Who... who are you?" I'm hurt, Nikki. You don't remember me." A bright smile was on his face as his eyes roved over the female dressed man. "I'm Wyatt, I work with your wife."Jack's eyes widened even as the confusion remained, not understanding why he was here. "Did my wife send you?" In a manner of speaking, yes. Please sit down on the bed and I'll explain." He looked. We think it's wonderful that you're fitting in so well, I always knew you would. But are you feeling homesick so far away from home? If so, let me know, and I'll arrange a trip to the states to visit.By the way, I checked on your address, and it turns out that the house where you are staying is quite famous. It is one of only three complete houses still standing built in the shingle style by American architects McKim, Mead, and White. My colleague in the area actually studied the house for his. Collins? Please?"She dropped to her knees in front of Vangie and extended her hands. Although Vangie's eyes were blurred with her tears, she took the girl's hands in hers. "Mrs. Collins, as I was talking, I was watching you closely. You're an unbelievably beautiful woman. I know you're Cathy's mother because you look like her older sister..."She smiled warmly and continued, "Her slightly older sister. Mrs. Collins, in just a few months I have come to love Cathy and Ken more than life itself..