An elegantly clad waiter came over and asked, "Will you be ordering drinks?"I said, "We are celebrating my daughter's eighteenth birthday. I would lik... to look at a wine list, please." Eighteen was the legal drinking age where we lived."I will need to look at your identification," the waiter said to Sally. When she showed him her driver's license, he said, "Yes, indeed. Happy birthday."I took out my driver's license and showed it to the waiter too. "She really is my daughter, I promise."He. "Holy shit," I said."That phrase may be more appropriate than you know," the captain said. "I take it you recognize this individual?"In less than an hour we were on a C-130. It was kind of bizarre that the same soldiers who'd been whooping at our ladies' raunchy sex show now sat around us so grimly professional. At least, looking at them, you felt protected.I looked at Cindy and took her hand in mind. "Are you sure you want to do this?"She looked back at me and for the first time I felt that. And our first session was over..And actually it was the beginning of much greater fun…We were lying naked in the bed cuddling, kissing, biting, laughing, hugging each other a lot for next fifteen minutes..Then I asked her to suck my dick..She agreed and started giving me blowjob..God it was a great experience..She sucked with lot of passion and my dick became hard again.Again I put on the second condom and inserted in her..And started fucking her with more and more strength with great speed and. "It's the only way to make them go away," Laura said.She grabbed her bathrobe out of the closet and went to the door. It was Rick Perkins. He was grinning, holding flowers and a bottle of champagne. And he had 'fuck' written all over his eyes. On top of the kinky situation she was already involved in with Karen in the bedroom, his grin just made Laura's heart beat faster and her pussy tingle and run with juice even more.And yet she knew she had to get rid of him. He wanted to fuck her, and he.