..Hungry to be satisfied, my eyes locked in on his growing cock as I beganstroking the top of my damp outer labia lips with the palm of my hand. Backa...d forth slowly, I began to moan softly, thinking about his cock stroking my wet slit… Pressing my hand completely between my now saturated spread lips I slipped a couple fingers inside my now creamy furnace, thinking that I wanted to feel his big black cock. Closing my eyes I pretended it was Oliver's huge hard thick black cock penetrating me. I held her tight and whispered softly to her."I'm sorry, Cindi, I didn't know I was ignoring you. Sweetheart, I don't know what came over me just now. I shouldn't have done that. Forgive me." She looked at me, with a stunned look on her face."Forgive you? For what? For just fulfilling several fantasies I have had since I was eight years old? Oh God, Daddy! I love you so much!" I looked at her in astonishment."Cindi, sweetheart... did you just..." I couldn't say it. She confirmed it by blushing. We were ready to go.Although probably unnecessary, I smeared some honey on each of Tara’s nipples. It would speed up the process. Then, turning the test tube upside down, I removed the stopped and placed the open end firmly over her left nipple.Tara was almost hysterical. Wasps were the tough girl’s phobia. How lucky.The wasps flew around for a few seconds then, smelling the honey, all 4 swooped down onto her nipple. Tara and I were both watching the wasps every move. The difference was. They were there for what seemed like many hours. When they transported back to West Seattle, they were in for a surprise.Agent Ross asked, “Where did the Arabs go?” All eighteen of the Secret Service had come to the parking lot.“We took them to God. They went into the sun. We’ve been with God for a time.” John said, then asked, “How long have we been gone?”“We didn’t know you were gone.” Agent Ross said.John looked around the parking lot. There was a dozen or more of the bottles with gasoline.