I stared at him, “It’s just coincidence, he must be an ancestor,” I said taking a deep breath.I spent the rest of the day researching the fire a...d Bernard Ryan. The fire killed more than half of the men, women and children that lived in the makeshift housing and brought about a change in the city. Better housing was built including mine. I didn’t dwell on the fact that I lived where Bernard Ryan was living, but when I read the official list of deaths it listed him. Next to his name it said. I then bent at the waist to pick it up, showing my round buttocks and my wet pussy lips to them.I was now just wearing the hold up stockings and high heels.Wilfred stood up, saying he would go first. As he walked over me, I could see the huge bulge in the front of his trousers. I stroked his hard dick over his pants and Wilfred pushed my shoulders down, making me get on my knees. At same time I unfastened his pants and gasped as I saw the large black cock popping out. As I began sucking on that. He sobbed and i stood up and kissed him...we held each other tight and he tasted his own cum...as he teased it from my mouth.My cock was sticking into his body...and he said, "Would you fuck me please Jack?" I swallowed,and nodded my head...he took my hand and led me to the empty spare bedroom. When we got into the room ho looked at me saying, "I have a request Jack...i like older men,as old as can be..and when i'm with an older gentleman...i like to call him "Daddy"!Would it be ok if i called. He dropped the whip and she turned to look at him. He got his first good look at her bare breasts and hard nipples and saw that several of the welts extended around her body and onto her right breast. She saw that his cock was hard and there was a wet spot on the front of his pants. "Thank you father, you did right in whipping me." He turned and walked to the house without a word. She put on her blouse and picked up her bra. When Karen got to the house she went to her room and heard her mother.