I awoke at some point to some grunting and moaning noises and in the dim light, I could see Keith riding Sandy as they were going at it again. I smile...d to myself, happy that Sandy was ok and that she was getting a taste of what I had enjoyed earlier.The next morning, Keith came into my room just as I was waking up and with a broad grin on his face, he asked, “Well, are you ready for your seconds?”“Shit, yes,” I stammered, “but are you sure you can get another hard-on after seeing to Sandy in. Well, except for all the idiots who think there is actually such a thing as voting for President or a ‘popular vote’, neither of which exist under the Constitution.”“Enough on that!” Elyse declared, shaking her head. “What can we do to help?”“Right now? You’ll have to ask Kara, Birgit, Stephie, and Ashley. They’re making the pies. I’ll start on the turkey and everything else in a few hours.”“Anybody home?” Stephanie called out from the foyer.“Nobody but us chickens!” I called back.“Hi, Uncle. According to the people we interrogated, the main group of network bastards won't be worrying about them until tomorrow. Of course that could be a lie so we can't trust it. It means that we need to strike out at them before they can strike out at us. That is our second priority. We need to muster a military force that can stand up to thousands of robots and kick their ass." Damn, you don't ask for much do you?" Elsa said with a sigh. "So where do we start?" Well, like I've already said," I. I brought him to the bed, Mercedes looking like a hungry kitten. She sat up, staring with hungry eyes at her father’s cock. Her nose ring—I was growing used to that—glinted as she moved. Her short, black hair swayed about her. Her youthful breasts shifted, the ribbon rustling. I brought her father right to the foot of the bed.“Enjoy,” I told him as I hugged him from behind, rubbing my tits into his back, my head resting on his head. “And don’t take your blindfold off.”I couldn’t see Mercedes,.