There was no car in the driveway, but there was an attached garage. The lights were on downstairs. As 8 PM approached, she'd decided that she would re...ret it if she passed up the chance, so at 8 PM on the dot, she walked through his front door.As she walked through it in her mind now, she started to think that maybe following through with the instructions wasn't the smartest idea. She'd set up no limits, no safe words, and no time constraints. She hadn't told him that he couldn't have sex with. Oh, and I forgot to mention one other small detail - SHE WAS MY DAUGHTER! And she was NAKED! Completely naked!I slowly broke the kiss, trying to be nonchalant. I knew I had to get her hand out of my underwear, and very soon, or I was going to be in big trouble. It just felt way too good, raging guilt or not. The problem was, this poor girl had been badly traumatized by her recent gang rape. If I followed my first instincts and asked her what the FUCK she thought she was doing, she might never. There isn't one black mark on her job record. Surely, that isn't the bio of an assassin. But what in the hell else could she want a handgun for out here? Why would she risk her job to get one? And who put it in that pipe, and how did she know it was there?"Ship didn't know and didn't respond."I need Lieutenant Mayfield to meet me at the Ship, ASAP," he subvocalized into his throat mike.Selina and Diana's Mission..."Well, you had better find something in the next few seconds or we and you are. .. seven ... six ... five ... four ... three ... two ... one ... zero."Melissa's hands fly to her pussy, one plunging its fingers deep inside and the other rubbing her clit. She fucks herself madly and within a few seconds cums hard. "Ohhhh fuckkkkk!" she screams.I slow my rubbing, pressing on my mound as I watch Melissa's massive orgasm. She keeps going, and it looks like she's going to cum again. "Ahhhh, yessss," she yells, flooding her hand and the couch.Tara looks at me and says, "Welcome.