She felt herself go weak, abandoning all control of her fragile body to the strong arms and cock of her son. All she felt was his cock stabbing her ra...enous pussy relentlessly, and that’s all she wanted as the waves of her climax washed over her. When she felt herself drift back to reality, Jeff was in one of his slower interludes, grinding his cock around inside her pussy and gnashing his pubic bone against hers hungrily. Shivers of delight rippled up her spine. She wrapped her arms and legs. "I missed you too Daddy," I whispered as I leaned back and melted into his chest. "Yes baby, get out of that fucked up head of yours that won't allow you to see the marvelous woman you truly are. Let me take over for a little." I grinned as I felt his hand pull at the bottom of my onesie, undoing it. "I have plans for you and this window later, but right now Daddy's hungry..." he growled as he pulled me towards the small table by the window. "I needed this so bad, Daddy," I moaned into his. I was trained from a young age to learn combat tactics. I was best in my class. Because I was raised like this, I thought me being a killer was a normal thing. The higher officers saw I was especially good. So they decided to train me on a whole another level. They taught me to kill without remorse. They turned me to a war machine. A machine with no conscience, no drawbacks. A machine made to follow orders, but mainly kill. Upon the dismissal of the USSR, I was left a man with no knowledge to. I pulled out the costume without even considering and I traded my bikinifor a deep satiny blue bra and panty set that would match the material ofthe sexy Sucker Punch school girl costume I had pulled out. I alsosnagged some thigh highs and some black sexy heels.I put on the bra and panty set, smiling to myself as they clung to mycurves and lifted everything into place. Wow, I really did need to wear abra now, my girls shouldn't be left out on there own. Alex cringed at theterm, and I could feel.