They were heavy and full and she enjoyed rolling her tongue over the smooth contours of his sack. She sucked one into her mouth and began to gently ma...sage it with her tongue. Her hand pressed against the other and she alternated between sucking and licking and kneading softly with her hand. His quiet moans encouraged her to continue the warm assault on his manly jewels. She lifted her other hand to her mouth and seductively pressed her finger to her lips, wetting them with her tongue before. My pussy deposited quite a lot of juice all over our man's chin, I almost collapsed off him, I felt quite faint.I didn't think I'd be able to, I thought I'd be too inhibited having my mom there, I was evidently wrong on that score.Then, with much manhandling of her big tits, both by her and Bernard, my mom came too, she was very vocal about it as well."Fuck YEAH, coming, come on, FUCK me, harder HARDER . NOW!!" Bernard only lay there really. Thinking of Austria. My mom did all the work, finally. “What do you want to drink?”“A large tea,” I said as I pulled a dollar and a quarter out of my pocket. “And I prefer we eat in the truck.”“I got it,” he told me, waving off the money as he got out.I got out and stretched, pulling my backpack and suitcase out with me.Dak said, “You can leave them in the truck. I promise I won’t leave you behind.”I gave him a half-smile and went on to the restaurant, taking my stuff with me. To say I did not trust anyone was an understatement. I could feel Dak’s. A man who carried himself different, somehow, came over and stood looking back and forth between Carly and her father."I knew you had a daughter, Sergeant, but I thought she was like ten or something." I'm not ten," said Carly, watching this man's eyes. He had better control. He only looked her body over once, very quickly, and then pinned his eyes on her face."I can see that," said the man. "I'm Lieutenant Dennis Nickerson." He held out his hand. "I'm the third herd platoon leader. Your father.