No, no, no, she can't do this, my mind was screaming at me but I felt powerless to move my hand away. I watched in fascination as my daughter closed h...er rosy red lips around my wet finger and sucked!"Uhhmm..." She made a low sound.She took that finger out and replaced it with another and then another until they were all clean. She let go of my wrist and just watched me playing with herself. I was shocked that she would do that but sexually turned on beyond comprehension. I wanted to taste. Bring your son if you want”, he pointed to the teenager pacing in the hallway. He winked, “Unless you’d rather not.”This seemed so weird but Liz so needed a job... “Ok, but...” Liz looked up to see the teen already moving away.Thomas Clarkson looked down at his phone. It was from his friend, Robert Penderhorn. It was a picture of a Robert and some milf, showcasing her big tits and cute face, “Tonight.”Robert opened the door shortly after seven, “Welcome! Welcome! Come on in!”Liz was clearly. My tiny lightpoint was back, but this time now that I was closer and a bit better covered out of the rain I could that there was a man sitting on the porch of the house smoking a cigarette. As I watched him for a few minutes he took out his lighter and lit up another smoke, causing another small light flare similar to what I had seen from the road. In this weather, without his light for a focus, it would have been extremely unlikely that I would have seen him before now, and if I'd gone down. The guardsmen and women hastened to their assignments, with most of the rest left downstairs not given any other specific orders took this time to load and prepare for firing all of the remaining collection of assorted battered and mostly obsolete pistols. Another trio of vigiles went to assist Koch in covering the back door, which seemed to possess a sturdier frame and had an iron bar to block it as well. Upstairs, I could already hear the sounds of regular gunfire, as the best vigiles.