I wasn't completely stuck there. Someone had a sense of humor when theyconsidered this possibility. The limpet's onboard computer held a libraryof bot... books and music and there were even some games to keep youoccupied. I thumbed through the menu selection and spooled up a randomplaylist. Since right now the limpet was matched to me there were nostinkers on it. But when a French pop song that I vaguely recognizedstarted playing I began to wonder about the crossed connection that Piperhad. I moaned and laid my head on Daddy's shoulder, looked up at him,smiling down at me, and I said, "Oh, Daddy, that feels so good!" Isaid. "Faster, Daddy, faster." "Need to get this down off you for that." Daddy said as his hand letgo of me, but only to grab hold of my briefs. His other hand worked frombehind, and I lifted up to let him slip my briefs down onto my thighs, ared ring of material now, and my bare buttock rested on Daddy's jeans andmy dick was again enveloped in his hand, only now. ', HE YELLED OUT!Anne-Marie was fighting for air. She was being filled good and proper, taking her calorie intake well above the normal. One shot after another spat down her narrow throat, filling her tummy. Only way she could get air she told me was to wait until he was not pulling her head so tight onto him, then open her mouth as wide as she could and gasp in! Each time the spunk gurgled in her throat. She was though very happy. She loved the taste and feel of negro spunk. He finished his. This was HER son not theirs and she'd be damned if they would take his life! With a thunderous booming sound Jonathan appeared in his mother's room, Evelyn immediately recognizing Lana, and could only stare at Jonathan."What have you done Jonathan?" Trina whispered, terrified that her brother had hurt Lana."She asked me to open up the memories I did it as slow as I could, but the worst of the memories were too much. Please Mother help her!" Jonathan begged tears falling freely and unashamedly.