He turns her around and holds her against his chest, stroking her hair. "You're just the kind of man I like." She purrs up at him submissively, smilin.... "I wish you were my daddy instead..." Mmm, oh yeah?" He grins, his hands going back down to her tight ass and holding her against his crotch. "I knew you needed a strong daddy." He chuckles a bit. "Why don't you get on your knees like a good girl and prove to your new daddy why he shouldn't fire your father." He kisses her gently on the. .. My husband and I have been camping several times and this time we were on a trip to Devon. Sex when camping is always interesting, normally a quickie in a tight space therefore unadventurous and a quiet affair. This can be a problem for me as I tend to be quite loud during sex, showing my appreciation for the pleasure I am receiving. The sex so far on this holiday had required some restraint and had not been fully satisfying. On a particularly nice day we planned a long bike ride across the. "Oh. Really?"Grace ignored the pointed comment and continued staring at the bra. "They'll rub on my dress," she whined and Sandy peered into the box.She made another "oooh" sound and pulled out a see-through garment."Let me guess, the dress he wants me to wear." Oh Gracie. It's a nightie, look." She unfurled the garment that was a long, sweeping nightdress, completely see-through and with lace trim. It was open at the front and had no arms. Sandy looked at Grace jealously."You are so lucky. I. "Roughly nineteen miles above your home."Bobby and Sandra looked at each other frowning, but before they could decide if the Colonel were joking or not, a wall seemed to become a window looking down into the darkness. There were thick clouds well below them, and lightning flashes in the distance far to the south where the main part of the storm now raged. The world below gradually lightened as their viewpoint seemed to hurtle downward, the scene transitioning from dark to day as the ship.