It felt fantastic. The thought that it was her own mother fondling her breasts made the taboo image so much more exciting than Lilly could have imagi...ed. Allie left go of Lilly’s breasts as Duncan started pumping into her faster. Her plump round breasts were bouncing with excitement; all on their own it seemed to Lilly. As wonderful as her mother’s touch had been, Lilly was suddenly bold as she reached out her own hand to caress and fondle her mother’s breasts. They felt the same as her. Time slowed down, but my thought processes speeded up. Barbie called saying she'd done something stupid last night. Dad called saying I needed to know something. Were the two calls related? I recalled the fantasy I'd used to get myself off last night - Dad fucking Barbie in the back seat of the Honda. Criminy! And I blew them both off!I started to worry. I waited and worried. I worried so much I quit petting my pussy. An hour later - actually about two minutes - my phone rang. I answered with a. However, I feel a bit sorry for the Colonel. Anyway, we have a many days together. Let us go back to the camp. They must be waiting for us.” We returned to join the Colonel and his wife. I greeted the Colonel. He smiled wryly. There was no expression on his face. He was not his usual jolly self. In the meanwhile, lunch was served. We ate the meal silently. After the lunch, he walked with his wife towards another side of the camp without saying anything. I saw him go to a location from where one. “We talked about it,” I replied. “Dunno how it’s gonna work, but two at Auburn, one at Birmingham, one here.”“Would make more sense to base one in the Houston area,” Bill said.“And where would that put us? We’re a half-hour from Houston in a Pilatus, prospective loads can show up at any of a dozen satellite fields, and WE get to live here in our own little corner of paradise.”“Yeah, Dad ... Remember what they say – anywhere in Houston’s an hour and a half from Houston anyway,” Deena.