Needless to say after few seconds of this action I had an erection that I could be proud of... the full 7 inches of my manhood was there for her priva...e viewing. As she continued this playful action I opened one eye slightly and saw she was grinning and that her eyes were trained on my moving cock. Her free hand was down near her own groin and moving about but hidden a bit from my view. I thought for sure she was probably masturbating while teasing my cock. I wasn't sure if she was going to do. Jackson circled his arms about her waist, sliding up and over her chest. His lips weren’t idle; they placed tiny hot kisses on her shoulder, up the back of her neck, his breath made Sophie’s knees weak. Seven, eight, nine, they still had three more floors to go. “Have you been a good girl for Daddy while you’ve been gone?” His voice was low and sent ripples through Sophie’s body. “Define “good”” Jackson laughed; his baby girl had a wicked tongue. He remembered just how wicked it was. “Hmm, good. “I wasn’t a cunt. I was free.” Was being the operative word, for the sooner that I rid myself of notions that I was anything but a cunt to be used and controlled, the happier I was going to be. There was no point in fighting it; this was the future I had unwittingly chosen for myself and it wouldn’t be long before that future would begin in earnest.Chapter 3: Cleaning and AssessmentAfter an unknown amount of time, the vehicle came to a stop, the engine shut off and I heard the door to the van. .. well... it's an improvised solution and you know how those go." I surely do," she said. "So tell me about the battle for Eden. How are we doing on the main line? I understand you've wiped out their artillery and their supplies but you're also down five hundred tanks. Will we hold? Can we hold?"Jackson sighed, a little of the strain he was under showing in his face. "They can push through our lines," he said. "If the person directing them up there — I'm inclined to think it isn't really.