Funguses, corrosion, and rot attacked everything as soon as it came in contact with the planet. If we slept in a shelter at night, by morning, the she...ter and all our belongings would be rotting and crumbling away. No matter what measures we used to fight the incursion, a new strain would immediately show up that was immune to our poisons or fungicides or whatever else we threw at it. The shuttles, once landed, could not take off again. We were stuck on what we thought was a hostile planet with. . that's enough. You'll see it will be more fun this way. Don't worry, we are not actually doing what the girls and their fathers are doing in the magazine."Even as I was protesting, "No, no..." Dad pulled my body to push his cock against my crotch. Soon his naked cock-head pushing the thin lace of my panties slipped two inches or so inside my vagina. "Dad, please don't... it's too sexual... it's wrong!" Relax Cathy, let Daddy hump you for a few minutes." I knew Dad wouldn't stop. So I relaxed.. Fuck the end of the world! I was gonna get off and I didn’t care!I did ‘get off’ multiple times as that human machine drilled into me for hours of body rocking torment, the good kind that truly missed! I had to force him off me, five hours was quite the fuck!He wasn’t much to look at and what there was to look at didn’t sit well with my stomach! But his one redeeming feature swung freely between rotting corpse legs as he shambled after my butt. I found the one randy gay zombie?He didn’t need. I know what to look for.) "Dad, got a minute?" I have a minute for my pTerri," he says. "What's up?"He's wary. I've gone in there and popped up some good questions. "Dad, talk to me about GOOD ink pens." I'm lost," he said. He raised his voice. "Terri wants to know about GOOD ink pens."So up the hall comes Beck and Rachel. "I got this," she said. "Rachel, you come on. Let's have a lesson."So when I write Mom a letter, I don't rip a page out of a spiral notebook. I have some nice stationery (Not.