Or I would change which foot came down first. I went through day one and was off to day two, getting sweatier and sweatier.Every inch of my thighs bur...ed. I gasped for breath. This was what I needed. I forced myself to keep at it. I felt that exertion. Oh, yes, it blazed through my muscles. The perfect cure for deviant thoughts. I channeled all that sexual frustration into climbing. Stepping.“Uh, you okay, Mom?” Melinda asked as she swept by in her nightgown.“Yep,” I lied and clapped my hands. She felt the hem and then the silky softness of Alice’s panties. Her fingers moved to the waistband and slid inside them as she cupped the soft flesh and squeezed. She felt the softness and eased her hand together, feeling the cleft. Probing between. Alice wriggled slightly and for a moment Sarah thought she didn’t want that but the realised she was just easing her position for easier access. Her finger probed and felt the small puckered hole. She felt Alice’s muscles tighten.Alice. "John, meet my husband, Gordon. Gordon, meet John."It seemed ridiculous to shake hands with a 17-year boy who still had his cock buried in my wife's cunt. So, instead, I shoved my cock into Paula's mouth and she began to suck me. I was so hot, I shot off within a minute. She swallowed every drop.By the time my cock was hard again, so was John's even though he had already fucked my wife several times. This time, I got behind Paula and fucked her while she sucked John. She gagged several times as. "I thought I'd drive back to the hangar and sleep in my old quarters."The AI was amused, and directed him to a hidden access door in the basement of the house. They had built a transport tube between the house and the underground base."Where else does this go?" Only to the underground site."Waylon entered the transport car and looked around. It wasn't much different than a tram he'd once ridden between airport terminals, except it didn't have any windows or stink of urine.As soon as he'd taken.