She turned on her side to face Dan and reached up with one hand to stroke his shaft and to finger the tip a bit. Dan’s cock somehow became even bigg...r and harder upon feeling his daughter’s cool, thin fingers on his dick. Jill gave a soft chuckle. “Poor Daddy’s dick! It needs some affection.” She propped her head up from her pillow with one hand, and with the other drew the dick closer to her mouth. Her lips hovered over the tip for a moment; Dan could feel her warm breath on his cock and it. Peter was shifting his position and grunting as he started at the painting with his pants down. "Peter, I hope you're not planning on thrashing around like that while you're posing!" Ugh! No, Mrs. D. There is no way I could pose while I'm thinking about what I'm thinking about right now!" And what exactly are you thinking about?" I'm imaging how much of your daughter's tit I could get in my mouth at one time!"Debbie didn't get her video of Peter cumming that day; he managed to get through his. The probe had tried tophone home many times before all unsuccessfully. It first communicatedwith it's other half. Then began to wrap the energies of the hell moutharound itself. It reached out and grabbed the energy into itself. Itfound two other sources of energy and tried to tap them also. One sourcewas too powerful to be used safely the other lay quiescent and fading. Byallowing energy from one source to flow to the other, the probe couldsafely tap in. The probe glowed and shuttered the room. I desperately hoped he was right."Somebody get this guy out of my way!" The medic shouted."I'm his next of kin." I lied. "Status." He's been shot and he's losing blood." The man snapped. "I can't find the damn exit wound!" There isn't one. Hollow points." How I knew, he didn't ask and I could not have told him.The medic stopped. "Fuck me." He sighed deeply. "I've got some morphine in the kit but that's about all I can do. We can put him on the first ambulance..." He stopped speaking as we both.