” “I’m Pete, I only live 8 miles from here, chances are you’ll see me either in the water or running next to it.” The way she was looking at...me, she probably thought I could walk on it.“Sixty-five, Sixty-six,” I was counting as I strained. “Getting fucking soft”, I thought. “Hello Pete”, Natalie said as she came out the back door. “Oh, I didn’t mean to interrupt”, Nat apologized.“Seventy-four, Ugh, seventy-five, Ahhh”, falling on my chest then rolling over, “Hi Natalie, you’re beautiful”.Nat. I ran to the bedroom with Laura on my heels. Claire was shaking gasping for a breath, vomiting, and she was an extreme shade of red. I grabbed her upper body and turned her over so that the vomit could fall into a pan. Laura opened the feeding tube and the pent up stomach gasses escaped with a whoosh of spattering fluids. Then Laura turned on the suction pump and began suctioning fluids from Claire’s mouth clearing the area between teeth and cheek. Then she vacuumed the fluids from her. “Not going to be enough, I reckon at least 80,000 will reach the beachhead,” she murmured in return.“Only if we let them,” I replied. “They haven’t got within range of the bulk of our weapons yet.”“I suspect these are elite troops. I don’t think they’ll simply give up despite what has to be appalling losses,” Róisín added as we watched and waited.“Agreed,” I sighed. “Plus I doubt they’re simply going to roll up in a straight line for us to mow down.”“Which is why my sisters are here,” Abi. They were a plain grey cotton, but they were way too tight or smashed my cock when I tried them on. It didn’t help that I was starting to get aroused handling her panties and trying them on. I found a couple of nylon, silky kind and there was one that had a wider crotch area with a little bit of stretch. I figured this would be better. The panties were dark blue and very stretchy. I slid them up my legs and they fit perfectly. Plenty of room for my cock and yet supporting as well. They were.