. Dont stop it feels so good. By this time daddy could feel my juices. I was soaked and knew I was soaking my daddys shorts. He slid his hand down my ...tomach and and slowly stroked my pussy, Daddy said he could feel how wet I was and he couldnt wait to taste me. Daddys slid his finger between the lips of my pussy, stroking my clit, rubbing in small circles rubbing harder.. my hips moved on daddys lap I could feel his hardness pressed between the cheeks of my ass. I kept moaning daddy slipped. I’ll be out at the pool catching a little morning sun and doing some swimming.”“Pool? You guys have a pool? Wow, that is so, like, totally cool.”“Do you have a swimming suit with you?”“To be honest, I don’t know what I managed to stuff into my backpack yesterday, Mrs. Olsen. I was kind of crazy.”“No doubt. Oh, and by the way, it’s Susan or Sue if you like. Mrs. Olsen makes me feel really old.”“OK, Susan,” Cheri said, managing a smile.Susan looked at Cheri for a moment and said, “I might have a. I don't know about you, but I've been waiting a long time to be able to track down the bastards that stole our technology, and then tried to flaunt it, by using it at their whim. And now, I'm going to do something that I've been itching to do ever since we landed on this mudball planet." Rhiannon strode over to the door, and inserted her fingertips at the seam where the door and the frame met. Her brow tensed, and her breath grunted as she exerted her strength. The muscles on Rhiannon's. “I’m Erik Gudson, from Stockholm, Sweden. Not sure if I want to go back or not. Some things here make no sense, while others make more sense than how things are done back home. What exactly are you? I hear that you’re wanted by your government, but now you walk in here, free as can be, naked as a savage, and well, just take over the place ... and now I find that you’re how old? Can’t be more than sixteen at the oldest, right? What’s going on?” a tall chap with icy blue eyes and sandy hair, the.