You've got a nice touch, James! That's it! Let's have a nasty quickie with our fingers!" she hissed.Against my finger her slit and hood felt hard and ...ticky, and as I pushed my thumb in and out of her, my finger effectively frigged her clit at the same time. Her mouth was open and her teeth were bared in a kind of grimace, but a grimace of pleasure, as we played with each other.My finger made a soft but rude squishing sound and the pumping of her palm on my dribbling knob made a sympathetic. I’ll be right back. We’ll be needing water, I think.”My father simply nodded his head in response as his feet carried him to my bed where he lovingly gazed down upon me, taking in the view with lust.The next thing I knew was the feeling of his lips brushing across mine in a sensual way that made me shiver with desire. This kiss was accompanied by a firm hand filling itself with the flesh of my right tit, which tenderly squeezed and teased.Without missing a beat, he joined me in my bed and moved. As for the morals, they were more akin to what America was like by the end of the 20th and beginning of the 21st Century.Despite how far America had declined in technology, some things never changed. Every century, the town of Snowy Hollow was plagued by a monster which locals knew as "the werepuma," a 7 foot tall monstrous creature that was part man and part puma. Only those people who survived over the centuries lived to tell the tale, describing how frightening their encounters had been.. The uniforms they wore were identical, a blue blouse and a skirt, that ended above their knees, with high heels to complement them. Kathy had bare legs and if you didn't look closely you'd think Jane had too and John wondered if they enjoyed showing themselves off a bit because the air-conditioning sure wasn't that warm even in first class.The flight was rather empty, and except for John and the stewardesses, there were only three other passengers. A man in his mid-fifties who'd been asleep.