I moaned loudly as to encourage him to continue.I felt his hard cock pressing into my back so I lifted my ass so daddy could remove my panties. Almost...immediately daddy was working to get my panties off. When they finally slipped over my feet, my undies fell to the floor in a heap. I leaned back again and let daddy have his way with my wet cunt. Daddy fingered my cunny but it wasn t until he massaged my clit when I uncontrollably let out a scream.“Gonna cum, daddy!” I yelled. Is that clear?”We both said, “Yes.”Then Mom had us take a shower and I was to wash Betsey and she was to wash me. Mom told me not to leave any part of her untouched. She then told Betsey to give me a blowjob in the shower and to swallow all of my cum. Once again she told her to get used to it. It seemed that everything we did together involved Betsey getting used to it.After two weeks of being naked and having sex several times a day Mom said, “I want you to make a list of thirty-five boys to. When you soldier for a living, you never miss a chance to rest, piss, roger or eat.Halfway through the claret with the sun setting, I must have fallen asleep. I awoke when I was kicked in the thigh and looked up at a lovely tow-head who was standing with her hands on her sleek hips, grinning down at me, her face painted scarlet by the sun's last rays. Her tumbled hair, neatly disarrayed I am sure and dangling in long curlicues, was nearly colorless and her eyes were the palest of blues, nearly. I glanced at the wall clock. Lunch was shot, and probably my afternoon as well. “You’re doing fine so far, Colonel. Who do you have here? State? CIA? Can you give me a briefing?”“Yes, sir.” He turned to somebody else. “Jerry, let’s go with the map of Liberia and move to the map of Monrovia and the surrounding area.” The map on the screen changed and I put my glasses on to see it better. A few other analysts came over to participate and I was introduced to them.The long and the short of it was.