" I have some friends with older sisters, 18 to 24 years old. Is that more your style?"Patrick closed the door. "Hey, son. You'd better not let your m...ther hear you talking like that. We both could be in deep shit." Well, I do have my reasons for asking, Dad, and I'm not about to run to Mom with this information. I just wanted to find out if you were in any way serious about dating young and beautiful women."Patrick sat down on the bed and tried to read his son's thoughts. "Why do you think I'd. Cum in my pussy. Cum with me." Hearing her words he kept a good pace that pleased her and got him closer to releasing. She then tighten her legs, he drove in a few times and they both moaned loud as they mixed their juices together and cummed at the same time. He calaplaes beside her, after the long drive and a nice fuck he easily feel asleep like that. Trish got up and got her robe on and head out the door to see what everyone else is up to. (Small break. Added that scene cause felt it be fun. When he turns she begins to wash his chest. He holds her hands, ‘It’s my turn to wash your back.’ She turns and waits as he soaps a cloth. His touch is gentle and slow and sensuous. She can feel herself becoming aroused by his touch and his nearness. He continues washing her and now she needs to tell him and see his face. She turns and looks into his face. She sees the gentleness there and the passion that requires no words. She sees it first in those bright eyes and in the swelling of his. Missile warheads detonated with brief flashes of nuclear fire, birthing lethal, millisecond X-ray laser blasts that bored their way through even the heaviest armor. The Genevan missiles were faster and had somewhat better targeting systems, with updated targeting parameters. The UN cruisers shuddered as the missiles tore unerringly at their vitals. An assault force of six Genevan scouts followed on the heels of the first missile salvo, daring the counter fire to bring their laser batteries into.