Steve told me that his little face showed rapture. Steve had to put the towel into the washing machine to keep the boy from sucking it dry. Daniel b...gged for more cum... constantly. His son began holding his dad’s cock, stroking it and laughing with pleasure at every eruption. Daniel sprayed it on his chest, face, and eventually into his tiny open mouth. Daniel was insatiable. From the first time Steve licked his son’s peter, Daniel couldn’t get enough. The porn mags were the son’s owner’s. "Honey, we aren't asking you to keep anything a secret. If it were a secret, you wouldn't know about it. We just need to be the ones to let the other adults in our lives know about it. Do you understand that?" Lindsay asked him as he sat on the couch."Yes. It's kind of like you wearing dad's shirts because they smell like him."Lindsay blushed furiously and then recovering quickly she said, "Just like that you little snitch!" See? I do understand!" he said as he bolted from the room. Looking toward me and then slowly turned her entire body to face me directly. Trying not to be so obvious, she rubbed the inside of her thighs and spread her legs before leaning forward and pressing her mouth against my ear. Following her lead, I played along. Laughing, I put my hand on her right thigh and began to gently rub her leg. Glancing over at Steve, Mia winked and blew him a soft kiss. I thought the poor boy was going to have a heart attack. Silently signaling to Steve to give me a few. That warship's gun mounts are projectile, would you believe, and that is probably how they got her in hyper; beams don't work all that well in hyper." This whole thing seems to have been well organised" Morg interposed "They knew the target would be at a certain place at a certain time in hyper; they had a mole in the merchie's crew. But why? We couldn't find any cargo in her at a quick glance unless she has a secure room somewhere stuffed with loot. Beats me." Suits. TJ, I'll go with your idea.