My fingers returned to her pussy, massaging the lips and engorged clit. It was one of the most intense fucks of the whole party weekend, I think. Sand... climaxed, sending a little gusher of her girl cum out on to my hand. Her ass pulsed with her orgasm, squeezing my already overstimulated cock. Moving my hands to the firm cheeks of her ass, I held them steady and began fucking her harder and faster. I was very close to climax and knew how I wanted this to end. As my seed began its journey up. Sector asset 33 was a fully functional gas pumping facility operating as a commercial venture under the flag of a Scandinavian county as a cover. The pumping station was also involved in the production of a rare material needed in nuclear fission. There were normally 155 personnel at the compound including a security force of 24 that provided round the clock protection. Unfortunately, a recent spate of viral illnesses had reduced the numbers to only 115 personal and a reduced security force of. “What do you mean? You’re protected ... aren’t you?”“Not exactly,” she replied. She rose up on her elbows and rolled away from me, sitting on the edge of the mattress in one smooth operation. “Gotta go,” she added, and headed for the shower. A trail of semen was running down her left leg. It reminded me that I was wet with our combined juices, and reached for the box of tissues we kept beside the bed for such moments. What did ‘not exactly’ mean?Liz had gone to work, and I had eaten my usual. My hips wiggled from side to side. I glanced back at my daughter, staring into her eyes as she devoured me. This amazing moment was incredible. I whimpered, my heart thundered in my chest. My hips wiggled back and forth, grinding on her as she loved me.Her tongue darted deep into my snatch. Her tongue teased me. My cunt ached. She nibbled on my labia and brushed my clit. She was so enthusiastic, licking, lapping, caressing every bit of me. I whimpered and groaned as I ground against my.