I needed more than just rubbing my pussy now, this movie was getting me too worked up. I had always thought my dad was an attractive guy, but never ha... thoughts of incest. Now, the idea of my father using me the way that girl in the movie was with her "dad" had me dripping cum down my leg. I had to keep watching. Quickly gulping down the rest of my drink, I mixed another stronger one bracing myself for what I want to do next. Daddy has porn in his bottom dresser drawer, but my step-mom Tonya. He came and caught her. It seemed as if he held her against the wall. He leaned against her, bringing her hands up above her head. His face so close to hers that they shared the same breath. ‘You know my situation. I can’t.’ Breaths so shallow, her heart beat like a steel drum. ‘I know. I just.. Sometimes I think it should be you and me.’ ‘You have Steven.’ ‘Do I?’ The question seemed pertinent and her eyes caught his blue ones. His lips were so close to hers and she wanted to kiss him but her. This wasn't my original intention, but being inside her tight young love canal was exquisite. I couldn't help but stroke back and forth a few times while I was visiting. When I pushed my thumb into her ass, I thought she was going to fly off the bed. She shrieked out loud, and quickened her pace, shoving back towards me, slapping her sweaty thighs against mine. Her back entrance was so hot surrounding my thumb; I knew where I wanted to go next. I pulled out, and sat on my haunches, rubbing her. “Kellie’s the injured girl. You can call me Iris.”The pilot responded slowly. “Those are rather earth-like names, Iris.”“I translated into English for you.”Phil took that in. “Where are you from?”Iris laughed again. “Out there.”“OK. Yeah.” Kagan laughed. “It caused quite a stir when you showed up halfway between here and the moon and picked the West Coast to land. People are a bit on the edgy side.”“I noticed,” Iris said sourly. “What’s that complex below?”“San Francisco General Hospital. If.