Do you think he was kissing her to make her feel better?"My father didn't say a word. He just continued to stare with that burning look in his eyes. I... licked my suddenly dry lips. The motion pulled his gaze to my mouth. His eyes flared even hotter."Do you think my breasts would feel better if somebody kissed them?"This time I didn't wait for him to speak."Would you kiss them, Daddy? Would you kiss them and make them feel better?"As if he was hypnotized, he leaned down agonizingly slowly and. But while she watched, she saw the blades of a shutter-like device close slightly, decreasing by a small amount the light which penetrated the milky rear glass.With a bitter sigh, she got down, moved her bed back to its original position, and threw herself across it once more.It was obvious that either she was being held below ground, or she was in a windowless modern structure of some kind. Either way, she was prevented from assessing the outside deterrents which might exist to prevent. “Now, Show me the goods”. I began to unbuckle my belt. “the shirt first, lets not get impatient”. I smiled and unbuttoned my shirt, tossing it onto the little coffee table and stepping out of my shoes (slip on, like any platinum traveler post 9-11). She was standing less than a foot from me, she ran her nails softly down my chest and stomach. “Not bad for an old dude” she grinned and winked. “Now to the main event”. I smiled, feeling almost shy under her gaze, hoping not to disappoint. I. I stood to the side and watched with awe, wanking too, as he pulled on his own nipple and shouted, "Yesssss," as he literally exploded six massive ropes of heavy cum straight onto my wife's face, hair and open mouth. Karen squealed with joy and swallowed every drop that landed in her mouth. Colin then used his cock to literally paint her features, smearing his seed all over her and offering his meat to her mouth again she greedily sucked him clean. I in the mean time had come on her gorgeous.