After an hour dinner began to drag on, I wanted to leave. I didn’t much care if Gabby came with me or not. I just felt as though I needed to get awa.... I didn’t do personal chatting very well, and the questions were getting personal.“Well guys it’s getting late. I better be moving on,” I said to them all.“How about I go home with you. I’m kind of tired myself,” Gabby suggested. “Well dad now’s your chance. You and mom alone with a bottle of wine. Hell you might even get lucky.”I didn’t wait. Pleeeeeese, go for it!"Watching Dad's anus open to accommodate my hand made me very wet, and my other hand found my pussie lips, opening them and fondling my clit. It was as though I could feel Dad's opening trying to suck me inside with a sort of vacuum. His breathing was excited and labored, as he panted and gasped and wriggled on the bed. Dad's hole now grew larger and larger and I seized the opportunity - pushing my entire hand inside him! He reacted by thrashing and moaning and crying out. Poppa Jack also had watchers with radios placed on I-20 and I-85 to guard against problems from those directions. He also looked at some old road maps and sent a pair over to US 41 and another pair to High Falls and US 23. They were all instructed to stay out of sight and report by radio if they saw someone.We waited. Our reinforcements arrived and Poppa set up ambush points north of our prior points where our shooters would have clear fields of fire. There would be no warnings and no chance. Life is perhaps about opinions more than it is about views. No being onearth has the same viewpoint of the planet as you do, no being on earthhas the same lookout, and no being on earth has exactly the same reason.They are chaotic and more often than not appear like broken buildings inthe fog, which generally have different purposes. I am a girl, no matter what the mirror may say, and no matter whom Ichoose to tell. I am a girl of my own. I share no option with another; Ishare only with myself.