"Your wives are very pretty," he said, then dropped his eyes and stared at the table."It's okay to say women are pretty, Tommy. They like that."He loo...ed up and smiled, so I said, "I don't think we should stay here another night after all. Maybe we can find another tavern somewhere close." There's another ordinary (tavern) just down the road, sir." Tommy, you don't have to call me sir." We call him papa," Mindy said."Yeah, but you're his daughters," Tommy said."No, Mandy and I were living in a. ’ I didn’t know what to say, but was aware of my cock getting hard again when he looked over at my dildo still stuck to the coffee table. ‘Take that ass over there and bury that dildo, baby, set that ass right down on it.’ As I did what I was told, as soon as my ass met the table, I felt his hand grab my hair and his cock slap against my cheek. ‘Open that mouth, baby, you gonna blow Daddy’s cock and blow it good, you hear?’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ I was surprised to hear myself say. I immediately slid my. There were even sentries posted in the grotto that had been the sight of Lt. Trish McKeeson's gruesome death in the event that the Americans were stupid enough to send another intruder through that entry. But, no one knew about the second grotto; no one except 2 military planners in Washington, D.C. and a single female swimmer laboring to reach the fortified island in the midst of a storm.Tracy swam the crawl; her body being swept up and down one swell after another and down into deeper and. "I'll let Mr. Dron in."Jessica stared at him for a long moment, and then let out a breath. "Keep ice on your face," she ordered, and then looked at Oliver. "Oliver, does your arm hurt really bad?" It's not broken, Mom," Frank answered for him. "We'll be fine."Frank wished that he felt fine, too. But, even after he'd locked the door behind his mom and his sister, he had trouble sitting still. He'd washed off his face and checked the damage. The split lip wasn't pretty, but it wasn't that bad,.