His weightlifting had also been enthusiastically pursued and he was sporting some pretty big guns. The former punching bag nerd was nobody to trifle w...ith now.But physical prowess is only half the battle where mind fuckers are concerned."Having any of you near someone with these abilities is a risk. But you're right, I won't be able to do everything by myself. I learned that lesson a long time ago when Sam saved my ass." No," interjected Samantha, "that was a dumb move, I was just so worried. She pulled up the front of her dress and there it was, some high school boy's crusty dried cum on the crotch of my stepdaughter's skin-tight black volleyball shorts. You could smell the heat of her. Her camel toe clinging to her damp pussy. My mind raced and my throat felt dry. "Dad, I'm still sooooo horny!" she huffed as she flopped down on the couch next to me, her tight dress still up around her hips, her swollen mons a tight mound in the tight black shorts, the cum crust glistening on it. ‘‘I’m going to insist that part of my security detail will be my personal JBG bodyguards - the Mossad ladies - and that they report strictly to me,” I said letting Andy know they would no longer be available for him to use.That was the one thing that had happened on the flight home. The girls laid the law down to me. I was to go nowhere without the Mossad girls at my side.‘‘Now we have to get down to real business,’’ I said.For the next hour operational responsibility and plans were changed.. His eyes dropped to her shorts, at the vee where her zipper was. When he looked back up she was staring at him. His face reddened."So do you want to?"Kelly swallowed hard. When he nodded, Chrissy ripped her shorts open and shoved them down. The bright red panties followed, leaving Kelly staring at a shaved pussy. She jumped onto the bed, settling on her back with her knees up and spread.Kelly gulped. Chrissy was a lot older. What if he didn't do it right? Would she make fun of him?With a hand.