"Sometimes it makes me wonder if Dad is really both of our father."I suppose that was meant to be a dig at Mom. I didn't take it as such. "Well, there...'s one way to find out. Actually, I think we are. You hve a lot of his face and body type, while I take more after Mom."We were walking around the park across the street from her apartment building. It was the seventh day of our vacation, and this was the "down" part of the trip. Mom might get excited about having the whole family together again,. Click.I straddle her watching her sleep. It amazes me how peaceful she is in comparison to the raging banshee that she is at times. Still she shouldn't of done that to Elf Girl. I twist around and raise my open hand, then bring it down as hard is I physically can to her cheek. SLAAAAP! Her head is forced to the side with the impact, eyes open. She quickly turns her head back to look at me frowning as if trying to work out what just happened. Then all hell breaks loose. Beth begins screaming and. "She saw the gunner reach down into the Humvee, and pull up the handset. "Two, that yellow building on the other side of the playground is ours. Over."She looked across and saw the horde in the parking lot, then the sheet with 'Help' painted on it fluttering in the breeze. "Wait one, Break." Melody peered through her binoculars. There were at least five hundred milling around, pounding on ground level doors, and trying to climb the stairs. About half of the ground level doors gaped open, but. So I slapped her over and over until her flesh was red and throbbing. “Smack my pussy!” she screeched, and I slapped her along the slit until her pussy lips became thick and engorged with desire. “Oh yeah,” she moaned, trembling. “That stings baby, that stings so good…” I smiled at her bright pink ass. “Tuck yourself in, so that your ass is really high,” I ordered, and she obliged, bringing her pussy into clear view. “That’s how I like it,” I grinned, and leaned forward to give her a long.