" Thanks, Coach, I knew that I could depend on you for some good advice." Billy was a bit less speedy getting back to his class than he was in going t... see Coach Holsmer, but he did make it before the end of class. He had his homework turned in on time, so that was not a strike against him.The Friday morning pep rally was not of the intensity of the previous one. For one thing, Central was supposed to win over Mason. Coach Holsmer had insisted that his team get a relatively easy opponent. Milton Jacobs, a P. Hawk driver, was the leader of the Scout Lance to which I was assigned. A Commando and a Spider were the other two Mechs making up our Lance. Towards the end of our tour we were out on practice maneuvers when jamming started on our radios. Jones and Karuska went airborne to see if they could spot the problem. We were being invaded! There were two Union Dropships inbound for our position and it looked like at least two more headed for Martine's position. It was suddenly 'get. She smiled over at me and shook her head."Well, I see you followed along and felt free to pleasure yourself."I stopped rubbing the front of my panties and made my outfit reappear. I've cum six times already, I thought, I'm good, I guess.Emelda walked over and touched me and we both disappeared in a flash of green light._The grave ghost energy Emelda used to transport us calmed me. I sat on Emelda's gravestone and watched her gaze at the sky. Thinking back on the whole evening, I started getting. Romance, candle light and lots of kissing. Dreamy soft bedding, words of endearment and tenderness were always themes for how I thought it would go. Having my cherry popped roughly by my Daddy bent over my kitchen table was never one of them. My body sure had loved it though. I don’t think I had ever cum so hard as I had on Daddy’s cock. Thinking about that first thrust, feeling his cockhead pop into my little cunny and then finally the feeling of Daddy pumping his cum into me made my pussy.