"Oh, please make me cum, please, I need to cum, so badly. I'm so close, please." He continued his assault on my pussy, saying, "You need to concentrat...e on your pussy, not me, not your mind, and not your clit, just your pussy. Your a girl now; Feel the movement inside, feel the rubbing, feel it's control, feel it's power, moving you closer and closer to an orgasm. Only think about your pussy, get everything else out of your mind, just think about the cock in your pussy, giving you so much. They then began overhearing themselves referred to, breathlessly, by their mother, each in succession: “ – …you gonna deep-ass Ellie…?” “ – and jam-fanny Gretchen…?” “ – and fuck-butt Bridgie… this faa-asst & haar-arrd…?”the sounds of their daddy’s sodomy of mom more vigorous with each mention of his daughters’ names; he was thinking of them. The girls slipped back across the hall and watched their parents’ bedroom from their own, staring at the closed door as though seeing through it:. It was dominated by a huge bed and illuminated by holograms of attractive women. Kevin sat on the bed next to Sindy. She put an arm around his shoulder and listened while, as always, Kevin launched into a monologue about his work in the cyanobacterial labs and the problems of getting a good communication link to Earth.Eventually, he ran out of things to say and looked at Sindy expectantly. She smiled and placed one of her immaculately sculpted hands on his trousers within which his penis was. “yeah. So, uhm, you ready?”They walked around the corner and stopped in front of an old 1950’s era ford thunderbird. The glossy paint was dark green with a narrow yellow stripe running up along the front door seam across the hood and back down the other door seam. It also had the number “2” panted in white on the back fenders, and had the strangest looking rear spoiler that looked a lot like a row of square jet engines.Christine commented, “ford thunderbird, huh?”“yeah! You can say I’m a.