Are not... Father...”“Surrender!”I glanced at Kora. She clutched the amulet. Ruby light flickered between her fingers. She was... controlling th... Paragon. It was... remarkable.Greta snarled and charged in. Her watery sword slashed forward. Diamond droplets trailed behind her weapon. It wept her passion. She screamed, her hair dancing behind her as she slammed her blade into the Paragon's side.The rage surged across the Paragon's face. Her fist lashed out, but Greta threw water before her,. It was exactly the effect she was looking for. She looked earnestly towards the beach. "And over the next few weeks, my team will be hoping to find evidence of those legends." She strode purposefully out of the water and on to the scorching sand to join the small group of women assembled there.As she reached them, one of them, holding a video camera, stood up. "Great, Bethany, great!" she called out. "That will be fine."Bethany looked sceptical. "Maybe," she said. "We can always redo it if we. I’ll see you tomorrow?” Desmond nodded and waved behind his back as he walked into the house. Two hours later found him sitting in front of the TV, eating sweet and sour chicken, drinking beer. Desmond dropped the empty bottle into the heap of empty beer bottles beside him. The beer was very much active in his body, when he moved too quickly, the room swam. Desmond, like almost every young man, enjoyed porn. His favorite was hentai, something about the squeals the little women made bothered him. My well endowed daughter began to slowly move her hand against mine then moved our hands into her lap. At this point, I'm starting to sweat, I know where this is going and that I shouldn't be doing this but my daughter was SO sexy and these feeling that I had for her were so repressed...Her eyes were still closed but she started moving my hand up her thighs to where I was just barely under her skirt. I couldn't stop. I slowly kept my hand moving up her thighs, feeling that smooth skin, noting.