The older woman was attractive, with short cropped red hair, large breasts, and a round ass. She was tall, with long legs. Frieda was only a little sh...rter at five eight. Val wasn’t wearing the company logo. She had on a stylish black silk top that Frieda’s father had overpaid for.There was nothing Frieda hated more than her dad proving himself to Val with expensive gifts. The scraping flint of Val’s 18 karat gold lighter set Frieda’s teeth on edge. She might’ve hated the disrespect Val showed. The man smiled, while the slut lay across the desk with an expression of total ecstasy on her face. Mr. Moore carefully stroked his cock back and forth in short thrusts to let the slut’s cream spread over his prickhead. Fuck, her pussy was so fucking tight!Sylvia groaned. The wonderful fingers slid around her cunt. They fucked over her fucknub, stroking it back and forth. They circled it, gently massaging. They pressed firmly and rubbed the whole area around it. All the while, she felt her. For the first time that she could remember, Faith was fed, clothed and warm at the same time. The memory of the mill, the apprentice house and the overseer began to fade as the soup took effect. Faith thought no more about the overseer until she woke up the next morning. She was naked and in a strange bed. Her mind raced through all the events of the previous night in a panic then relaxed as she remembered it all. A sudden thought made her laugh out loud. Young as she was, she was not so. . unless something came along to change my mind... Which is precisely what happened.Claire stepped into the shower with me the next morning and announced, “Hey ... I’m pretty sure that I’m pregnant.” Before I could tell her how happy that made me, she said, “I can’t be pregnant and serving in a war. They’ll send me home and take away my commission.”We hugged and I kissed her like she was the single most important thing in my world – which she was. “My darling, I can’t imagine what it will be.