“All ships?” Gollant asked.“All we are detecting.”“Allied Fleets confirming,” the Comm Officer added.“What the hell are they up to? They...surely haven’t discovered our little surprises?”“Might be an escape plan coming to fruition...” Clessik murmured thoughtfully. “All ships, prepare for pursuit. They might be able to temporarily move much faster than we can.”“They may reach a safe jump zone and then we’ll lose them,” Gollant cursed.“Depends on if our charges go off before or after they jump .... Both your daughters are futas!”And then I fucked her. Hard. I pounded my mom's pussy, slamming into her. Her big boobs jiggled as I reamed over and over into her hot snatch. Her cunt clenched on my dick. Her silky sheath engulfed me, caressed me. I whimpered and groaned, reaming her as hard as I could. My crotch smacked into her. The slap-slap of our flesh echoed through the room. She moaned and gasped and groaned into Deidre's pussy.It. Was. Awesome.I shuddered, gasping, moaning, letting my. "I did." Why was she blushing so much? It wasn't like hehadn't seen worse in movies or on the internet. Then again, it had neverbeen done in front of her before. Robin was starting to realize thatgrowing up in a house with only her Uncle had left her a tad bit moresheltered than she originally anticipated. The only undressing she hadever seen was in the football locker room, and that was a bunch ofdudes. She was going to have to rewire her brain for what was and wasnot proper states of undress. We'd decided that the Guardian Angel would reveal the photos it'd taken and explain that it'd known about the gas canisters, bugs and gate sensors even before it returned the families, and it'd cut the head off the onsite FBI boss in appropriate punishment, he being terminally stupid for thinking he could hide stuff from God. It would claim that it had left the bugs and canisters in place because it'd stop the gas working if the FBI ever activated it, and what the bugs overheard would help.