And it all goes black.I awaken to find myself on my back, Sir over me with a cloth wiping me down, he notices I’ve opened my eyes. “Baby girl, are...you ok?” So softly he speaks, I almost wonder who he is. I’ve never seen this side of him. I nod my head and yes as he pulls me close and continues to wipe my face. He holds me for hours so close, taking care of me, bringing me back. After I have dressed he leads me downstairs and makes me eat a snack of fruit, cheese and crackers. “Sir, I’m fine. ”“Nearly? But those Paladins are much bigger and virtually bristling with guns. My daughter and Ann are going to be in front of those terrible weapons. Jeff, I don’t know...” she faltered. “Hon, didn’t Ship estimate the alien ship to be...”“It could be bigger than Ship and one of the reasons that I worry there might be females or even young aboard that thing.”“Why would any race bring kids in their warships?”“Ship’s instructions were to design the most powerful warship imaginable, and we’re. When I peeped my head up, I saw an exhausted and spent granny, relaxing. Her naked breasts heaved up and down to match her panting, heavy breaths. I laid down there and continued to lick her and clean her up. Granny giggled once in a while when she felt my tongue tickle her pussy lips, and continued to lovingly caress my hair.Granny unfurled her knotted hair, spreading out her long, soft mane, littered with grey hair on the pillow. She removed her blouse, threw it aside and beckoned me with a. " It's Quentin," Abigail told her coldly. "E's taking me out. Said I wasn't fat like you." Abigail spat coldly at Moira raised her hand to strike her sister, but Abigail pushed her out of the way."Ah 'ate you," Moira cried, and Abigail shrugged."I 'ate you too," she replied. "So does Quentin." She watched as a tear rolled down Moira's cheek and the elder sister backed away. "He was telling me after we screw'd in tae woods."Moira sniffed back a few tears and shook her head. Abigail felt guilty.