No artificial structures, no cleared and cultivated fields, no evidence whatever of intelligent habitation. Only at the one site—one technician dubb...d it Centerville, a name that quickly stuck aboard ship—were there clear indications of artificial construction."Maybe the real estate developer ran out of money before he could expand," remarked one of the scientists sourly as yet another planetwide scan showed nothing but apparently untenanted acreage.If so, that putative developer had made up. 'Oh, I will,' I thought to myself as I jumped in the car and sped over to Mark's place. On the dot, I rang his doorbell and he opened immediately as if he was just waiting by the door. He was buck naked. Even in his mid-forties, Mark had a great body, largely due to his early days as a high school football player and hours we spend in the gym together. His eight-inch cock was already hard. I walked in and we started to kiss as he was closing the door. Like horny teenagers, we walked to his. And while I do it, I’m going to choke you with my belt.”Without another word, he gets behind her. He pulls on the belt and thrusts his straining prick deep inside her soaking wet snatch. He feels challenged by her, challenged to see if he is man enough to do this. Carrie’s long, dark hair is splayed out across her back and she jerks wildly below him almost as if she is going to climax.She is and undoubtedly it is because of his power over her. Her neck is absolutely taut and the color is rising. ”Katie added, “He didn’t feel you up either.”I laughed and asked, “Is that the only reason that your father kisses you?”Kendra answered, “That was the only reason that he ever kissed me.”Katie said, “I think you’re right. His fingers are usually in my cunt, I mean in my vagina when he kisses me.”I asked, “Kendra may I make love to you now?’Kendra said, “Yes, of course.”Katie said, “Daddy just drags me into his bedroom and fucks me, I mean we have sex, no he has sex with me.”I ask Kendra where.