"Come on in, let's have a little tea and get acquainted," Natasha said leading Jessica inside by hand. The witch's home looked as one might expect it ...to - but maybe a bit more organized than often depicted in media. Jessica noted Natasha's shelves of mason jars full of various herbs and tinctures. There were flowers and houseplants all along the walls. Incense burned and created a haze around everything. Some of the flowers almost seemed to be actively blooming as Jessica observed them more. "A quick scan of his instruments confirmed that his systems were running properly, and that he'd reached the altitude for this exercise. A quick check confirmed his wingmen were in formation and likewise problem-free. He turned his plane's nose toward the station's namesake, Willow Lake, some miles to the south, Razor and Digger following eagerly.Back at RCAF Station Willow Lake, Lieutenant Solway was on an inspection tour, Private Charles Boucherville in tow making notes. Second Squad was. In the wild days of my youth, I did a lot of stupid things and was lucky to have gotten through it without a disease, a stalker, or a kid. I wasn't interested in quickies or one-night stands any longer.Looking at the incredible sight before me, all that changed. All I wanted was the chance to be inside her, experiencing the amazing passion and heat that seemed to emanate from her.Without thinking, I stepped forward and softly touched her shoulders, letting my thumbs rotate against the muscles. The gentle softness of his teenaged daughter's busy fingers excited every nerve in his entire body.Suddenly realizing that her father wasn't going to stop her, she moved down and lay on her stomach between his legs, her face right at his crotch. Anxious to taste her own father's cock, she lowered her mouth down toward his lust-bloated prick. It felt so obscenely hard to the girl when she lightly brushed her softly parted lips across his shiny cockhead."Jesus Christ!" he gasped. "Stop that!"No.