She wanted to make me a cuckold. She wanted me to see her fuck another man, a 11 inch dicked black man. At first I was surprised and angry, then I was...surprised at how turned on I was. I was watching my wife receive a fucking like I've never thought possible. This cock had equally impressive balls that hung heavily below and slapped at her every time he bottomed out in her pussy. She continued, "Take your place down there and wait for Adam to finish." I scrambled to lay beneath her and was now. " Why, is it really awful?" No darling, no it's not, it's beautiful, it's just that most stunningly beautiful sixteen year olds don't have to ask!" Stunningly beautiful?" she giggled. "I don't think so." You are," I told her and meant it. "You're absolutely gorgeous." Ooh," she giggled. "That made me go all funny, nobody's ever said that to me before."She looked at me curiously for a moment and then used her little girl voice again."Daddy, will you tell me what sort of things the bad men would. Val's body seemed to respond spontaneously with a little undulating quiver, and a soft noise that could have been mistaken for a mewl of pleasure coming from deep in her throat. Then a wilder shudder passed through her body when I pressed harder. Her eyes opened wide and she raised her head, staring straight ahead at the mirrored wall of the bedroom as my finger slipped right down into the little hole, burrowing slowly forward into her rectum in spite of all her attempts to clench her buttocks. More money than Faith had received in four years at the mill. The older apprentices were paid but deductions for food, lodging and what passed for schooling left only pennies. Before she was twelve, Faith had worked eight hours a day for no pay at all. Her rescuer sat opposite, his hands folded over the silver handle of his cane. He had said nothing to here since he pulled her from the water and did not speak again until he had carried her from the carriage into the house. "Mrs Hawclough.