I tell you to go in the back seat and change your clothes as I pull out of the parking lot and hit the highway. I look in the rear view mirror and wat...h you un-dress completely, as you ask, “Where are we going?”I say, "We are going to the beach and camping overnight," as I watch you sitting naked in the back seat.I see you look in the bag, but don't take anything out, “What's wrong baby girl, why are you not putting on the things I bought you?" I ask."Daddy, I want to play with myself. I have. I will never forget that day. All pretense at my visits just being a service for her needs had gone. We were onto each other like teenagers, tearing off our clothes and smothering our bodies with kisses. She got on her knees as she had done more and more as her time approached. It was much easier this way since she was so big with her belly so pronounced. We did it doggy-style on most of the last eight or nine weeks.What a sight. I knelt behind her and staring at her swollen, dripping wet pussy. "Ensign Livingstone reporting! Who do I give the report to?" he said.Yvette stepped forward as Terrence shouted down the hall for additional gurneys. "Step over here Ensign and we'll see what you have."The young man looked around in surprise at the crowd of people in the command post, but then turned to look at Yvette as I joined her. "We have found a number of serious breeches that make travel around the ship unsafe. However, damage control believes that vocal communication can be restored in. Standing up on her toes, she leaned in, throwing whatever little bit of prudish caution that came to mind to the wayside. The moment his tongue slipped past her lips, her hands found their way underneath his t-shirt. His lips formed to her mouth, her palms conformed to the curve of muscle alongside his spine. His tongue communicated with hers, her hands mapped the breadth of his back. Blue felt as if she could spend hours just exploring the solid wonder of John’s back, but when she felt his.