She felt safe with me and she could fulfill her desires with me. We hugged again and I unclasped her bra in one touch. There they were out in open her... massive boobs dying to be sucked and manhandled.I was freaking out with excitement and sexual pleasure. My lips were busy with her lips. My left hand playing with her boobs and right hand gently entered her panty. She gave a shriek and it was wet and dripping. I pushed my finger and made slow motions in and out of her honey pot.I was playing with. She watched her daddy climb from his pants, gone a little bit awkward in quick embarrassment that she also felt. She told herself not to be icky, just because it was daytime and they were alone in a motel room. The only time she had been in a motel before, she had to share a room with Glynn, while their parents slept next door. And did other things, she amended; like fucking. Her jeans slid down her legs and she chucked her panties after them. Now she was stripped, and posed proudly for her. She finished on time and got a grunt job in Austin working in the marketing department of a medium-size software firm for an older man that took her on as a ‘project’.Part of his project involved seduction, and three months after her employ she started to routinely find herself in a bed with the married man. She didn’t understand the role of the ‘other woman’ completely, only that she was one. He instructed her in how to behave in the office and how to let herself go wild when she was with him. In the year 2044, the migrant crisis had reached its peak, due to the sudden and simultaneous collapse of multiple countries in Africa and the middle east hundreds of millions of poor and desperate people were suddenly displaced from their homes, having nowhere else to go they fled in droves to western Europe and the US causing havoc and inflaming already strained tensions. By the year 2046, the situation had hit its boiling point, mass protests, terrorism, and a few attempted coups had.