They dressed like the girls from music videos on TV, looking older. Joan felt she should be stricter about how they dress but hated to be one of those...oppressive parents and the children were given an extremely free advanced take on life.Peter and Joan believed their children needed to find their own way to express their individuality. The girls both asked for a tattoo for their 12th birthday, being told no, it would be something everyone would see every day. Finally her husband had a solution. I cant wait anymore longer the next second i just started to lick her wet juicy pussy like anything i am going mad with the smell of her juices which is coming out from her pussy i am just playing with her clit with my tongue and finger fucking her same time andshe is making sounds like haaaaa hummmmmm lick it babyyyyyy eattttt myyyy pusssyyyyy and all i am becoming horny by hearing her sounds and i removed my pants and undies and she just shocked by seeing my 8 inch monster cock and she asking. A perfect poker face if I ever saw one. Just why was he here in my room? "Well, I had better get back and let you get on to self defense class. You start training in familiarization with all known types of paranormals tomorrow night. Carry on." And he was gone. Just like that. I just stood there, staring at the door, as it swung closed behind him. "More than human," kept ringing in my head. And that last thing he had said...all known paranormals. Was he telling me something without meaning. All the lessons learnt only a few hours ago were forgotten. I looked at the Colonel. He was dismayed at our lack of preparedness. He shouted at us. “What is this happening? Come on let us try to repulse the attack.” Before he could complete, one of the terrorists, swung the butt of his gun in his direction. The butt caught the middle of the Colonel’s jaw. A stream of blood began to flow from his jaw. The attacker shouted, “This chap seems greater trouble. Tie this fellow immediately; so that we.