“You want to go?”“What about dad?” Trixy asked while she admired the tickets.“He has to work unfortunately ... Ms. Brendan told me. You know... his boss.” She explained. “And it will also mean we won’t visit the grandparents. I don’t think they will join us in the Caribbean.”“Oh, mom, I don’t care!” Trixy said enthusiastic. “The Caribbean ... It’s soooo great to go out there.”Donna smiled, and relaxed. She had won over Trixy. She had one daughter back.Trixy couldn’t sit down anymore, she just. She ducked under low branches and hopped over gnarled roots that sprung up without stalling. Pausing in her chase, she sprung up 3 meters and landed smoothly on an overhanging branch. With a short turn of the head she scanned her surroundings in seconds, and then dropped down quickly continued her flight. Up on a rocky hill, the Artefact began to hum. It was made up of two glowing grey rocks with intricate carvings splayed across the side, one rock entrenched and immovable in the ground and the. He stood before Samantha’s backside pulling his hard cock out of the top of his boxers and pushed his underwear down. He lined up his cock to his daughter’s soaking wet slit, admired the view of her ass and wet cunt for a brief moment, then worked his leaking, thick cock-head up and down the length of Samantha’s sweet, wet, slit, combining their lubricants.Samantha felt her father’s fat cock sliding against her pussy lips, and unbidden, a high-pitched mew escaped from her mouth. She felt his. Someone stated that they wanted to be nearby in case the small generator failed.When the parking lot had cleared, there was a twenty vehicle convoy of Oklahoma National Guard troops rolling through the gate.The men armed with assault rifles quickly took positions around the perimeter of the fenced grounds.Adam waved me over to meet with the President, Vice President, and the Governor of Oklahoma. The Governor was the first to assure me that they would gladly run the generator for the remainder.