..and the society they belonged to.One day, when I was following an army from village to village (it was easier to find abandoned girls this way), I w...s napping not all that far from the army’s camp. I was awakened by someone on top of me. It was one of the soldiers. He had my legs spread and my arms pinned above my head. His cock was pressing the lips of my pussy and he was growling like a hungry dog. He was trying to rape me. Instantly, I went into battle mode. There was no way in hell I was. "I'm a wicked, wicked woman," she told herself. "Sending Dutch in to seduce my baby; lying in wait listening to them and then pleasuring myself like this."She began to drool as the mental images of what was going on in the next room swam through her brain. Saliva coursed down her chin and after trickling along her throat rolled through the cleavage of her breasts to her belly. She continued rubbing her clit, reinserted the dildo this time pounding it in and out with increasing fury. She felt. We girls were talking about how much you meant to Mitch and Abbey. They said that their entire lives were turned around by you. That you were kind to them as you are kind to me. We all know our lives are better. The lives of our children are blessed because you are their father. The fact that we are not married to you is not important. You are good in all ways. You do not drink, or smoke, or gamble. You never hit us. You have an income that allows all of us to live very very well. We have never. I don’t just mean well off, he’s extremely wealthy. He made a lot of money with his interstellar banking business; you’ve probably heard of the Voss Exchange?”“You’re Henry Voss’ daughter?” John said in surprise.“Yes, that’s me. All my life I had to be a good girl, no outbursts in front of the media, everything to maintain the family image. Finally, I just couldn’t take it any more. I was being groomed as the heir apparent to the ‘Voss legacy’, but I’ve got no interest in galactic finance. I.