.. remind you of anyone?" Sir looks up to see her reaction.Misty looks more closely, the resemblance really is uncanny. It's like looking at herself o...ly the lady in the photo is dressed in old fashioned clothing. She then looks at the gentleman Sir was talking about. She looks from the picture to him and back again, not quite believing her eyes."Yes, Misty, the gentleman is my great, great uncle Edward Tannard, a strict Victorian man, and the girl next to him is actually your great great. The Interplanetary Union's intelligence services based both here on the Intrepid and at Mission Control on the Moon are making investigations and further details will be made known when they are available. What we know for certain is just how fanatical our assailants were. They must have been to pitch themselves with such inadequate resources against an Interplanetary Union space ship with a superior defence capability such as the Intrepid. Beyond that, we don't yet really know for sure what. I wassteadily leaking precum onto the couch, and he was steadily leaking intome! He told me he was close to cumming, and I begged him "Finish in me,daddy! Fill me up! Fill my ass!" That sent him over the edge, and he gaveme my wish. I felt him flood my no-longer-virgin ass. He stayed in me for afew seconds, then slowly pulled out.We kissed again, then both got re-dressed. We kissed some more, and then heopened the back-door, went back down the stairs, out of the yard, and backto his car. I got. Please, take a seat. Can I get you anything? Coffee?”“That would be lovely, thank you,” replied Rob. Dick-Dick smirked to himself.“And a blowjob?” followed up Cunts.“Oh, only if you’re having one,” replied Rob – “I mean, if… you know what I mean.”“Anna,” said Cunts, “would you give Mister Daniels a coffee and a blowjob, please?As Rob Daniels settled into an armchair, Anna set her tray on the coffee-table and poured Rob a cup of black coffee. Cunts sat opposite him on a wide sofa, legs spread,.