"A moment later Tiffany appeared in the holographic projector. "Hi Melanie. How can I help you?" I have a problem, and for obvious reasons, I do not w...ant to talk to Jacob about it." Oh?" It concerns the naval fighters I've got." Ah yes. The ones for Valerie's idea." That's right. How do we get them to the target zone without them being seen? The Navy does not have cloaking technology as we understand it." True. I saw a show about it on television once. They may have the radar signature of a. She'd better not be fucking him, she thought as she greedily opened the envelop. And... it was a single page. A single page with a quote in the center? What is this?'A man's sexual choice is the result and the sum of his fundamental convictions.... He will always be attracted to the woman who reflects his deepest vision of himself, the woman whose surrender permits him to experience a sense of self-esteem. The man who is proudly certain of his own value, will want the highest type of woman he. He loved how her long, curly brown hair cascaded from her head. He looked at her lips and slender throat again. He was going to really enjoy fucking that mouth. He stood next to her for some time and told her to stroke her wet pussy. He reached down with his free hand and fingered her ass while she did so. 'I'm going to enjoy fucking your throat you little whore' he told her. She just giggled in response and stuck out her tongue. 'God damn,' he thought.He crawled onto the bed and placed himself. She looked intent but not worried, as though spanking her father was an everyday occurrence. In fact at 42 years old she was a very experienced spanker and wasn’t fazed at all by the thought of taking her 63-year-old Dad across her lap. She turned an upright chair in to the room, and moved the footstool just to her left thinking her father might not be able to cope with his head right down on the floor. This way his bottom will still be flat across her lap and the spanking can last that much.