I was listening to the historical events from my tiny hotel room in Marseilles, Vichy France and wondered if I had made a mistake in choosing that loc...tion during these formative years of the war. It would have been exciting to be in London at this time frame but I knew the randomness of bombing was such that the danger was too great to risk. Above all, I wanted to see the entire war and return to my own time period in one piece having gained marvelous insight into the substance and feel of. After a few minutes l saw Mr.Penny come out and he too hurried away like some scuttling rat. A few moments later, Laura emerged, dabbing a wad of tissues against her mouth, she walked over to Rusty and he gave her some of the money, she went to kiss him but he pushed her away, l heard him shout “Not before you wash your mouth out you dirty bitch.” Laura laughed and linked arms with him as they walked off towards the town centre.I hurried into the toilet and into to the cubicle with the hole in. My pucker hole was licked that gave me a great pleasure i’ve ever had. Here i was, naked and violated by three men .. And my cunt was dripping wetter than ever. My moan was more vocal he moaned in ecstacy a! Long with all the men’s. Yesss… rundi. Harder.. .make daddy cum in you r mouth, and you will drink every drop. Mr. Smith’s voice was so turning on. My head pumped harder and harder. His hands grasped my hair and pulled and pushed to his crotch… his voice was louder and more urgent.. Yessss. Years of insecurity began to boil to the surface as Celeste tore open the envelope."YOU WHORES THINK NO ONE NOTICES WHAT YOU'VE BEEN DOING! MY DAD'S AN IDIOT TO THINK HE CAN HIDE YOU!!!" The pictures were taken over the course of time; there was her father, wearing clothes, meeting a blond in professional dress, with boobs seemingly ready to erupt from the top of her clothes. Another in a hotel lobby, him nuzzling a raven-haired beauty baring her cantaloupe-sized breasts to his ardent.