" Sir, second target moving away from "Nachtlicht", two nine zero holding the plane, I make it four eighty grav; uummm, even if we went to full milita...y power we'd not catch him – sorry Sir, unidentified, he looks about four kay tonnes." Designate "Nachtlicht" bogey 1 and the streaker bogey 2. Any chance 2 is an Amiranti? No? Ask the Convoy Commodore to increase to two eighty please. I want to be close to her when she crosses. I intend to challenge and inspect. First watch, Nav? Peter warn Mr. She was going to cum. Her screams were gargled out by the gag. She was writhing, two large cocks filling her holes finally making her cum. Her hands clenched into fists, feet pointed and toes curled. ‘Mmmmmmh,’ came from behind the gag. Daniel was still fucking her hard; I could hear him close as well. He was pulled out and came on her belly. Justin was still fucking her holding her ass with his hands, using her hole roughly. He came in her ass; the only noise left was heavy breathing.Justin. We kissed goodnight outside the bar. She hugged me, still in her heels from work; my face was barely above her breasts. I nuzzled and frankly didn’t give a flying if we were seen. I walked slowly home after we had separated and wondered what to pack for a weekend in Hampshire. Saturday I woke early on Saturday. I had some toast with my tea and then showered and, in my dressing gown, went through my wardrobe searched for inspiration. It was warm and the prospect was of a sultry weekend’s. I moaned slightly. He then went down and started licking my pussy. As he licked it, my itching increased.“Aaaaaahhhhhh… uncle… uncleeeeee”“Not uncle, dad”, he said and stuffed his big cock inside me. I gasped and arched. He started fucking me slowly. I moaned.“How am I?”, he remarked.“Uncle”, I replied naughtily.He increased his speed. He was now fucking me faster.“yes… yes…”, I moaned.“Who is your daddy now”, he exclaimed.“You are… you are… ah… ah…”, I replied.“Call me daddy… call me daddy,.