" His hand was warm and gentle as he rubbed circles. "Good." I heard a quiet click, then Daddy finger was between my cheeks with something wet and col.... When I tensed a sharp pinch was enough to remind me to relax, as Daddy touched me where I'd never been touched before. Slowly he pushed his finger in, twisting it and moving it in and out of my bottom. I moaned, surprised at how full—and how good—it felt. "Mmm, sweet girl. Daddy's waited so long to take you here. You want Daddy's big cock in. She walks in the evening and stops by and sits with Mom and me all the time. She's the cutest and nicest girl I can remember. She's like a daughter to mom and me. Boy, I sure wish you could hook-up with someone as nice as her. She's just someone special." When did she move in? While I was in the service?Dad laughed. "Move in? You know Joe and Ireen Morrison down in the hollow? It's their daughter. She was born and raised right down the road."Seemed odd that I wouldn't remember someone that cute. “I’ve never seen it like this. Where is everyone?”“Asleep?” Boktar guessed, though his voice was uneasy.“It’s late, but it’s not that late. I suppose there aren’t that many houses out here. It should be different when we reach the old city.”They continued on their way, but now Ellerie glanced from side to side, looking for any sign of people. They passed a tavern and she stopped her horse to peer through the open door. From where she sat, she could only see the tavern keeper and one patron at. "What's wrong, Jill?"At the sound of genuine concern in the faintly accented voice of the man beside her, Jill began sobbing in uncontrollable hysteria. All the pent-up worries and guilt of the past few days burst out of her tortured mind like a clumsily opened bottle of champagne, and even Jill herself was amazed at the intensity of her emotion. She'd been brought up to think that crying was something shameful, something that should, if absolutely necessary, be carried out in private. And now.
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