"UNHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, ENOUGH!!!" roared out Dad as he tilted his head down to watch the end twisting clockwise into his belly button. I smirked and flick...d my fingers gently across his nipple heads. I then traced my fingertips around the circumference of his breasts, under the base of the breasts, and back to the top.Bernie: I watched as my son kept on tracing around and around my breasts, occasionally flicking my nipples. The muscular man was torturing my belly button so much I felt like I was. While I was pissed at them and what they had done at Ingrid's Reach, I knew that the deaths there lay at other people's feet, including my own. I also didn't want to send them off to Izmir or Blue Harbour as slaves. I'd done that before without much thought seeing it as a fitting punishment for the crimes the people had been guilty of at the time. Now I was torn between my own actions as of late and the message I wanted to give to the people on the other Earth. Unfortunately these pirates. You naughty girl! Prancing around the house. Making me fucking hard.”“I wanted you to use my body to satisfy yourself!” I moaned. “To fuck me, Daddy! I’ll love you so much better than Mommy!”His hands gripped my ass, fingers digging into my flesh. His tongue thrust into my cunt. He swirled it around inside of me. I gasped in delight. I humped against his hunger. Those amazing whiskers. His tongue.The pleasure swelled so fast. He found my clit. He sucked on it with his hungry lips. My twat. ”“And what time you on till?”“Hopefully 9.30!” She answered with a sigh. I shook my head staring at her, “Scott still not found anything?” She shook her head negatively, “There’s nothing in his line of work,”“So instead you are here for fuck knows how long while he stagnates in an armchair! You want to watch out you don’t end up dropping down dead here!” My concerns for her were genuine, she deserved far better than the slob she was married to, “ It’s OK I won’t, infact I’ve three days off next.