I smiled back at my father. “Good morning, dad.”“Good morning, Gabe. How did you sleep?”“I always sleep good with your cum inside me.”He c...uckled and stroked the side of my face gently with his big hand. “That’s my boy.”Ford withdrew his face from my ass and shifted up to lay himself on my back. He lined up his groin with my ass and leaning in to kiss my neck. I could feel his rock-hard morning erection pushed in my crack.“Good morning, little brother,” he said, grinding his cock against. At least, that was what their advertising campaigns used to tout, ‘Go Greyhound and leave the driving to us.’ That was then. Today, it is the preferred mode of travel for the people who are afraid of flying, but mostly for those that can’t afford to fly. Translation, mostly the poor use this mode of transportation. Those afraid of flying drive or hire limos. The driver of bus 357 was a no nonsense guy named Gus. He was large white man who looked like he could have made a good living as a hitman. Through her, Aria T'Loak of Omega was never out of contact, nor was Tevos of the Citadel Council.Miranda Lawson and Lt. Commander Ashley Williams served as liaisons for Cerberus and the Alliance respectively, keeping an eye on things for the ones in charge. On board the ship, Miranda was heading up logistics as XO while Williams handled all things weapons. Rarely did the two see eye-to-eye and neither trusted Shepard's loyalties.Dr. Chloe Michel and Dr. Karen Chakwas managed the medical needs. "Stop it, you asshole!" she yelled, which earned her an even harder smack on the ass."You know the drill" I said, "you’re my pet Leash and dogs don’t talk." "But…" she said, trailing off as she saw me raise the newspaper again. She thought better of it and said "Arf! Arf!" instead. "Good girl, Leash " responded. "Now, let’s go and get you some food." She sighed heavily, but walked ahead of me to the kitchen as I held her leash without resistance. Her tail gently wagged back and forth as she.