”“Uh-huh,” Mom replied. “I know my father all too well!”“But his interests and mine align, so there are no disagreements between us!”Lea...ing the implication that hers and his did not, which had to remain unsaid because of my dad.“Mikey is his clone,” Liz said.“God help us all!” Mom declared, causing everyone to laugh.“Did you have plans for the afternoon?” Dad asked.“Not really.”“Then come down to my shop and hang out while I work on a rocking chair for Mrs. Nikatopolis.”We went downstairs, and. “Or are you more than okay?” he asked, leaning forward as he picked up on the exact nature of her discomfort. “Is that part of the thrill for you? You like it, don’t you?” She could not answer, but her blushing gave away all. They were both silent for a moment as he let it sink in and then he picked up the conversation again. “For a safeword, I have found ‘oatmeal’ to be versatile. Is that acceptable?”Sarah nodded before gaining the courage to ask the one question she had prepared, “What. An overwhelming sensation of euphoria came over me. I felt the biggest load build up in my balls and without much warning my hips froze and my ass tightened and I came so hard in Jeff’s mouth I had to pull my mouth off Bob’s cock and let out a loud animalistic groan.To my surprise Jeff was too caught up in it all, to pull his mouth off of my spasming cock. He just kept sucking and sucking as I shot rope after rope of cum into his mouth. With every shot my body twitched and I moaned. However, no matter how lovely the mental images, the jarring gait of his mount bounced them away and Ponkert once more turned his attention to the passing countryside.During his first week, he had closed the distance between himself and the green blip on his locator by almost a hundred and fifty kilometers. He had also confirmed his first impressions about the planet; it was definitely medieval. The two villages he had passed through had been ruled by feudal lords, both somewhat more.