“Well...” he muttered, his eyes scanning, “…maybe when I’m stuck in traffic.” I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. “Three o’clock!” I shouted, and turned to fire. The boy ducked behind the corner, and began blindly shooting from behind it, forcing me back down. Just then, I felt three successive vibrations against my back, and turned to see Kelsey rounding the threshold behind us, her muzzle flashing red. I leapt over the obstacle, half dragging my father along the way. We shot over our shoulders as we sprinted down the chamber, scoring two blind hits, but suffering four more. Dad made to rush into the next room, but I shoved him into the adjacent tunnel. I tripped in the process, sprawling out on the floor, my chest plate exposed, only one hit remaining. Kelsey rounded the corner, a killer’s gleam in her eyes. She aimed the blaster, then stopped when she saw my face. She looked over her shoulder to where the pounding footsteps of her partner were sounding, then glanced back at me, and nodded toward the tunnel with a smirk. Showtime. RYAN The tunnel was a dead end. Josie scrambled into it after me, hoisting herself over the padded barricade. There was hardly enough room for the both of us, and we pressed together front-to-back, hot and breathing heavily. “You’re a real genius, you know that?” I panted, “How the hell did you get into Puget Sound?” “I claimed disability, obviously. They Big Boobs have a quota to fill.” She hissed with a mouthful of snark. “Being blonde isn’t a recognized disability.” “Being your daughter should be.” “I wonder if I could hide a body back here?” “Hey, pussies!” blowjob Kelsey’s voice called from outside the tunnel, “Are tight pussy you gonna stay in there until the game’s over?” “You outdoor can always come get us!” Josie called back. Kelsey’s blaster turned around the side of the tunnel, and flashed five consecutive blind amateur shots. We crouched behind the barrier, Josie compacting even harder against me, practically sitting on my lap. “Spread your legs, Dad!” She gasped, “I can’t fucking breathe!” “Maybe we should go out there like Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.” “Or we can wait five minutes for a draw.” “It’s just a stupid game.” Why don't we amateur make up for the fact that we weren't allowed to see each other's 'nasty parts,' as kids?" Then she starts struggling. My legs are freed and I squirm up to a standing position, feeling sperm drip out of my puss and down my outdoor thighs as I get circulation back into my legs. “Maybe.” She knew the sight of her lovely, mature bubble butt jiggling as she walked excited me immensely. "Not going to be the only one here to not get in." She smiles at me. We all run full speed at the surf. He'd have to take steps to reassure her about that sooner rather than later, and to explain that this was by no means the first time he had been afforded such a title blowjob by young things. Do you want to come downstairs? We have to put that behind us and work as a team,” she urged me. "Oh? I kissed her lips, then, “You Big Boobs can move in and stay here for the tight pussy rest of your holiday if you want to, my love.” Toby obviously did as well. So, Chantelle put her to bed before the action started.” I opened the cage and entered. Through the night Freddie woke twice. “You are amazing!” he groaned. She gasped and shuddered, her thighs locking about my head. You did 'get it on' with Val, didn't you, Daddy?"