Before that moment, I had never craved the sensual desires of another woman. But as my climax subsided, my slick fingers still turning the pages of h...r dirty diary, I could not think of anything else, my desires aflame with thoughts of what my daughter could do for me sexually. I didn’t see Marci in the same light again after that. She wasn’t a good little girl anymore, that innocence was lost on the pages of her secret diary. Her whole teenage body exuded sexuality every time I looked at. I touched her beautiful breasts, and sucked each nipple, as she moaned and put her hands between her legs. I told her to lie back on the couch and I was going to be her master. She let me tie her hands behind her, making her breasts jut forward, and I liked that. I told her that now she was going to get payback, she said I wasn’t going to hurt her with my dick, I said I know, but we will start there. I made her suck me for a while, then turned around and said lick my ass. She did and enjoyed it. ”“And you’re willing to risk our lives just to prove a point to a culture which doesn’t care, and whose future it’s unlikely to change?” Eli challenged.Al shrugged, frowning as he furrowed his brow. “I realize how dangerous it is, but it’s vital for the Tandorians to comprehend the danger with giving anyone absolute control of their security. They now know where they went wrong with trusting their aids so explicitly. They don’t know the extent of the lies they were told—notably as it relates to. Even Gitmo was Ass-hole deep in lawyers now that our liberally insane administration had decided that terrorist had more rights and special privileges than honest hard working Americans.I assumed that there were some other facilities in Central America that the agency could use, deep in the jungle. The agency had been heavily involved in covert operations there since Ronnie was President. In the fast changing world of terrorism old enemies become new friends when the threat comes close to your.