Her strawberry blonde hair ruffled gently in the breeze, as the hem of her T-shirt rose ever so slightly to teasingly offer a glimpse of the bottom of... her butt cheeks. I exchanged a brief glance with my friend and she nodded almost imperceptibly. After spending the day in a hypersexualised state, we were actually ready to escalate this to another level.I placed my hand just below the small of the flatmate’s back. The crease of her butt could clearly be felt through the thin cotton of the. The guy on the chair came round and 'Y' walked over.For the last time he held the mask hard against his face,but this time was on a much weaker mix...the guy started groaning into the mask....The gasmaster then started stroking him all over with his other hand,paying special attention to his dick sticking hard from his crotch under one of the rubber belts....the 'patient' yelled and gasped.....'Y' grabbed his stiff little dick and jerked it about 20 times still holding the mask over his face. Somewhere before this Swati and I changed from a young daughter and dad loving each other, to being just lovers who happened to be father and daughter. It seemed to happen in her early teens, but the result was that she loved me unconditionally as I did her. Or maybe looking back it happened the moment we joined totally as lovers; on that afternoon when we fucked for the first time. Yeah, I think that’s when our relationship changed, although it was still a father-daughter thing between us,. We had decided to settle in one of the remote settlements as we were mostly involved in agriculture. The settlement consisted of forty men thirty six women and. I didnt have a husband yet so I lived in a single persons pod dotted around the greenhouses. As part of my studies I had been monitoring the sheepnies as I called them. One day without warning all the females disappeared. I checked with the other communities and they said the same. Apparently it happens every year. No one knows why. I.