I motioned for her to imitate her mother, and secured first her ankles, and then her wrists, like Kathy’s. Similarly, I leaned in for a kiss, antici...ating a peck. My daughter surprised me, her tongue pecking at my lips, until I opened to admit her, our tongues dueling within our joined mouths. I grasped her breast, weighed it’s firmness and pinched the turgid nipple, and Sandra’s moan of pleasure pumped a few extra bits of blood into my shuddering man club.Snagging the lubricant, I moved back. See you on Monday, Rebecca,” Jennelle said, and she got up and left. “Yeah, see you Monday…” she muttered as she watched Jennelle walk away, admiring her tight ass. That night, as soon as Rebecca was finished putting her stuff away, she fell back on her bed to relax. She went back through the day, remembering everything that had happened. Rebecca thought about Jennelle and Winston, and slowly her hand drifted down her body. She slowly massaged one of her pert tits through her shirt. One hand. Sloan, that's something I'd sure like to see." Alan, that's pretty nervy, young man."I thought that what had first been a huge shock, then a bit more relaxed, was now getting tense again. Then, a surprise came."Well, I suppose there's no real harm, why not show you two what a woman really looks like," and she reached across and pulled off her top, reached around back and then slid her bra off as we both sat there stunned."Mom, geez, this is kind of embarrassing," I said though I was certainly. I hurried until I could see something. It was a small group of people, if you could call eight-foot tall bright red men people, attacking a single farmstead. I could see (with the binoculars) that an arrow had wounded one of the red men, and that they were behind cover.I eased up behind them. I heard a voice in my head saying, "Help me, please, they will kill me and steal my food."I guess they heard it, too. They all turned toward me and attacked, they were armed with short swords and axes.When.