I noticed, however, that Dignar and Grojan sat at the same table and their seconds in command as well. I had not noticed it before, but Joulnar said s...mething about it. He said that they had quit sitting with me about 3 weeks ago. “Many of their people are no longer workers for our camp. Although Grenna still plays with Angel, and Bertron; Mundoner, Torget, and Glormon no longer gather around when chores are given out. They used to be right there when we needed workers, but now, except for. “Thank you, Serenissima. It was not easy as, at times, it warred with my nature.”“I know, Cass, I know,” Amantil replied and gave her a hug. “It was the right thing to do and the Empire’s position is now known on the borders of our realm closest to the Gullen.”“We may very well have wrecked their Realm.”“They permitted the murder of over five billion of my subjects by not giving us a warning, Cass.”“I know. That’s why I was so harsh. But, suspect if they fall into civil war, they may well. "Daddy, I'm going to cum," I groaned as he thrust harder into me, rubbing my clit back and forth as my legs tightened around his. My eyes snapped open wide as my orgasm finally hit me and I called out, "Daddy!"Tears in my eyes as my orgasm caused my whole body to shake, I could feel my pussy grabbing at daddy's cock, trying to milk his cum."Oh, baby, daddy's going to cum in your pussy. Oh, fuck," he groaned. "Oh fuck, get ready, baby girl, oh daddy's going to cum." He moaned, continuing to. He would move his pelvis and remind me of how much of him he was giving me, how much I possessed at that moment for that moment. I can’t say he thrust his hips forward because thrust implies a f***eful, if not potentially jerky movement. He eased forward and told me again of who he is and his strength and his manliness. The activity on the right side of the back seat was of the old fashioned, active, thrusting, grunting, rutting, synchronized awkwardness variety. Soccer and I had the appearance.