Her arms were around my neck and her sweet lips met mine. My hands found her sweet ass, something I wouldn’t be enjoying until we were sure she was...pregnant.Bianca joined us a few seconds later then our clothes flew in every direction but one. Nothing flew anywhere near our sleeping daughter. Hand in hand we walked into the shower. It wasn’t so much that we were dirty; we just loved washing each other—running our soapy hands over each other’s skin. Ten minutes later we were done and dry. ’ Then he kissed me on my lips, which I had never felt before, and it was quite intoxicating. Gerald was perfect. He stood a dashing figure, taller than average, thin yet muscular, with short blond curls, blue eyes, and a fetching mustache. He was also the sole heir to the Chalmers’ Estate, and as his father had died not long after we began courting, he was a very rich man (or so I was told by my father, who always knew these things.) As the second daughter of a moderately successful. As Becca sat on my lap, my cock began to throb, yearning to be released. Becca sat down on my lap, offset by a slight angle. She turned her torso so she was facing Alyssa and wrapped her arm around my neck.Instinctually, I started petting her back, rubbing small circles in the small of her back. With her sitting as she was, her breasts were right in front of my face and I couldn’t help but stare at them. I had almost forgot that Alyssa was even in the room until she said, “Sweetheart, I. When she woke up, the lights were shining in her face again. But this time her eyes adjusted to the light and she could see. She was in a small room, lying on her back on top of a table in the middle. Her legs were spread out and her feet and hands were strapped to the table. The room was round with a dome ceiling. The walls and ceiling were made of shiny black metal with green and red lights blinking here and there. There looked like a high tech touch screen computer on the wall and one bright.