What with extra gas bottles, a couple of torches and spare batteries, Mum’s First Aid Kit in its little blue Boots The Chemist tin, our sponge bags,...towels, more plastic bags for wrapping everything in to try and keep it waterproof, and a white plastic gallon container for water, there had been quite a pile on the sitting room floor for us to pack.The long period of fine weather continued unchanged as we crossed the East Midlands; the sun was shining out of a blue sky and the countryside still. We’ve watched one group after another fall to the enemy. At what point would our will be broken?”“They’ve been fighting constantly for two and a half days. They are cutoff and surrounded by a superior force. They do not have reinforcements coming and they know it. When you think about, I’d say that their continued resistance is pretty impressive,” Jim answered.“Their will is broken. They know they are defeated, and still they fight to the death. This is going to be a very long and bloody war,”. With a turn of her wrist, she now has my cock firmly in the grasp of her dainty hand. With a bit of shock still, I feel like a deer caught in the headlight. I Feel my cock surge up as she gives it a squeeze. My cock is twice as big as her hand, so she moves it down ward to make a tent apear in my pants. With a sheepish grin she says" I think you need a massage as well Daddy". Her hand moves up to my stomach and slowly finds a way into my waist band. The tip of her thumb is the first to find my. Then they closed and her long lashes fluttered.The camera showed mom's lower stomach becoming taut. Her hips shifted and she could be heard sighing deep. The picture was framed carefully. Mom's spread thighs were visible at the sides of the screen. A dark thicket of pubic hair could be seen below, and Emmie's big green eyes were at the center. They were blinking and shining with nervous excitement and anticipation, alternatively glancing at mom and then at Moira behind the camera.Mom's.