She was a tall, formidable figure, taller and stouter than the Mistress. She embraced Mistress effusively."Linda, it is good to see you again. Welcome...to Duncan Island. Dinner is in one hour and we dress for dinner. How your slave dresses is, of course, up to you, a slave may even be naked if you so wish. Why don't you go upstairs and freshen up? Your bags will be up shortly." The orchids I ordered also came with us. Please have the servants set them up, the instructions come with the orchids.. "No?"I shook my head again and said, "No, Daddy. Not until I take care of this." I wiggled my ass and rubbed myself against his erection."T-take care of what?" Daddy stammered."There's no way I'm going to let my Daddy climb up on that tall ladder with a big, hard cock. You might get hurt."I slithered slowly out of his lap going to my knees between Daddy's legs. I held Daddy's gaze while my shaking hands fluttered across his lap, undoing his belt and unzipping his pants. I reached in and felt. It isn't over yet." I know. All cars, stay alert. Stay buttoned up."I started counting and reached fifteen before the shooting started. It came from behind the men by those still hidden. Those surrendering dropped down trying to find cover. Heather came on the radio. "Dan is going to shoot them." From the roof came four quick, spaced shots. "He got all four, Mark. We don't see any others. Wait!" She came back on. "Some are running up the stairs." Group Two, send a team into the flat-topped. His eyes never left her chest and Tara reveled in his adoration of her. She stripped for her husband and then he had to put down the camera so her could fuck her on the hood of the car. She loved it and fucked her man in the middle of the day in her backyard, all over her new car until Steve felt he had got his money's worth out of her. Turning around on the hood, Tara lay back and let her head fall off the edge of the car and she opened her mouth and waited for Steve to drop his load in it..