Iimmediately ducked my head as if Mom was right there andcould see me walking out of an adult store.Joey asked, “What’s wrong?”̶...;Just don’t want anyone I know seeing me walk out of anadult store at lunch,” I said, which was true.“Good call,” he nodded. “Imagine if someone saw us andtold our moms?”I glanced back to the car as I wondered why Mom would begetting groceries here instead of the local store downthe block from our house.That. My finger found her moist twat and easily slid inside. Just then there was another sound. We stopped again. We knew there had to be someone there, so we reluctantly got dressed. "We'll finish this tonight. Call me." she said, and I watched her swing her beautiful ass as she walk back out through the brambles and disappear into the woods.After a few minutes I went through the bush and out on the trail. I sensed I was not alone. I walked around the first bend in the path and dashed off the trail. It was a perfect kiss, warm lips, his scent, pressure.Somehow dancing stopped. Somewhere in the kiss Dad started caressing her back. Somewhere, lost in the kiss, Sasha rubbed her pussy against his thigh and shuddered, a pulse of warming pleasure flowing through her. With arousal came desire and lust and yearning for more. Kissing Dad was wonderful but not enough. She needed more. She wanted more.Using all her willpower she ended the kiss. "Is it time for bed?" she asked.His eyes bore into hers.. I knew Robert was not making any progress either or he would have called. I had left instructions with the EIT that they were not to share any information with other agencies; everything was to go to me. I was trying to wean the different agencies and the task force of my EIT doing all the work.The federal agencies had been getting a copy of everything related to terrorism that Robert was working on. They were repeatedly telling me they were not making progress on their own. I found that hard.