"It was great dad. I got a few strikeouts," Georgereplied. He was currently dressed in his softball team's uniform havingjust got back home from pract...ce after school. George's dad Stephen wasbusy folding laundry in the living room and he had the TV turned on andwas watching one of his reality shows. "That's great honey. Dinner willbe ready for when your mother gets home," his dad replied.George nodded and headed upstairs to his room to get changed. Unlike mostboys his age, George's room was. Looking into his smiling eyes, I smile and feel warm all over. Pushing the food aside, I get on my knees in front of he. My arms go around his neck and pull him close to me, kissing his soft, warm lips. My sensitive nipples smash against his chest. We break the kiss and smile. His hands reach up and begin to play with my breasts. He pinches and tugs on my nipples. My head goes back, my back arches, as I moan and put my hands on his head and pull his mouth close to my breasts. His tongue. 5″ dick in her mouth and started giving me a blow job. I was liking this but this couldn’t go as long as she was having a cough and she couldn’t do it properly.I then pulled her up and started kissing her again. She wasn’t feeling good as she couldn’t give me a blowjob but I consoled her and made her happy. I then while kissing her brought my dick near her pussy. But she said that she wasn’t ready for sex and I agreed and started sucking her boobs again.Then I picked her in my hands and made. ‘Oh shit,’ Lizzy grabbed the mouse and pulled up the video of the reactor control room. Or rather what was left of it. The wall behind the console was covered with lights blinking red. I quickly explained the situation. There had been an explosion of some sort in the control room. The reactor was going critical and would blow in less than an hour. To do anything about it we would need to be the other side of the control room door which would take at least four hours to cut through. By now we.