(curtsey) Have a good day, daddy.Pervis: You too, princess.I then continued my chores. I washed the dishes, and cleaned the kitchen.Olivia: Jennifer! ...ome hither, Jennifer!!I rushed upstairs to see what she wanted.Jenny: Yes, miss Olivia? (curtsey) How may I serve you?Olivia: Have you started your chores yet, dear?Jenny: Yes, ma'am.I forgot to curtsey.Olivia: You forgot to curtsey. Come over here.I came closer and she motioned me to bend over her knees. She pulled mydress up and panties. About 15 or so she started cumming. Did she ever cum. she got the head just right and her knees o nthe chair arms allowed her to hover on the head. she came till she got weak. I pulled her up tight and thrust it upward I know it hurt, could feel the cervix hit and she grunted. legs propped her back up to keep some of the cock out of her. Pulled her shirt up and dumped out her tits. Once were plump tits with nice thick dark nipples, now were flattened out some. I went at them and she enjoyed it.. His hair was salt and pepper and his face was weathered but kind. He exuded experience as if he lived a good life.He moved smoothly. His hips swayed like the leaves of a Spanish oak caught in a latin breeze. In fact he outmoved me on dance floor, getting into my personal space. He took my hand and whisked me around, then closed his hands around me from behind, and we slowly rocked together.He was in control. I didn't mind.His body felt strong and manly. His hands felt my waist then moved down. Calista cursed herself for letting her weapon be out of reach when she needed it. A good soldier should never let this happen, but now she was paying the price. "Now then. I wouldn't make any sudden moves, if I were you," said Barocca, as she leveled the laser pistol at Calista's head. "You probably don't even know how to use that," muttered Calista. "You're right. Maybe I don't," admitted Barocca. "What do you say, we find out? But I'm betting weapons haven't changed that much, even.