It was turning out well.

Kira woke up before her dad, she always did after sex. He looked great, he looked perfect, sleeping deeply. He looked so young now, from pictures she had seen, this was what he looked like when he was eighteen.

Except he was even more handsome, better built. He was enjoying the effects she was as well. She looked out of a large window in the loft apartment above a large garage where they were going to be staying.

Kira felt a chill in the air and realized she was standing in front of a large window naked, and she was drawing some stares. She didn't mind, she was comfortable in her skin, but she did need to find them some breakfast, and for that, she would put some clothes on.

Given that they were supposed to stay out of sight, she put on a bulky jacket that was her dad's and wore some sunglasses, grabbed some money, and slipped away.

Kira ventured into town, and found a little open place that served breakfast, and bought them some eggs and biscuits, and a coffee for each of them. Some things never changed, and she was glad for it.

When she got back, Ralph was red-faced as he walked back into the yard with her. When they were in private he gently took her arm and spoke to her softly, but intently. "Lass, you and your boyfriend are on the run. From whom I don't know, for what I don't know. But if what you are trying to get away from is that bad...and meaning to sail right across the North Sea like a insane person makes me think it is bad, then you need to keep out of sight. We will see that you two kids are well-fed, I give you my word."

Kira felt a bit embarrassed. In the haze that followed the sleep they fell into after sex, she had not even considered their circumstances, only her beautiful father and her physical hunger.

"Sorry Ralph," she replied sweetly. "I promise it won't happen again." She skipped upstairs, shutting the door behind her and stripping down to rejoin her dad in bed with breakfast.

She had felt a change within her back in France, something was different.

John woke up to his daughter's beautiful smiling face and breakfast, a good way to start the day. Kira was always beautiful, but today she was glowing, to his eyes and senses glowing a bit. He had seen this before, she was again carrying a child.

Even as poorly as things had gone with Amber, and with the twins and Celeste, it wasn't bad news. It could not ever be bad news with his amazing daughter.

As if she knew what he was feeling, Kira put her hand on her stomach, and smiled. "Good morning sleepyhead, ready for a boring day in hiding?"

He considered why she wasn’t telling him more about it, the child might not be his.

He took the bag of breakfast and set it on an end table by their coffee, and pulled his daughter in for a deep kiss. His hand found Kira's breast, her hand found John's growing cock, they both felt the energy that moved between them.

They had found that at every increased level of intimacy, the shared experience was greater. A hug was a special thing, a kiss was electric when they performed oral sex on the other it could cause an orgasm. To this day, Kira orgasmed every time her dad came into her mouth.

Sex was at a level far above that, an experience between the few people like them that few in the world would ever know or understand. They had experienced it again last night, and looking into Kira's eyes, John knew they were going to experience it again.

Kira fell into her dad's arms, and felt his warmth again, and it felt as great as the first time she had felt him inside of her. It was always a beautiful thing, always.

Ralph was taking measurements of the boat they had raised and brought in, a sturdy 42' turbo-diesel fishing boat, and heard the thumping sound of the two young lovers going at it again. He had listened to them the night before, the walls were thin, and they were not quiet about it.

Oh to be that young again, he did not hold it against them. Fucking like time would run out on them. He knew that if he had ever been with a young woman as striking as Kira, who he had seen naked the night before and in the window this morning, he would have fucked her until it hurt.

Good for them, young love was a good sort of love. If only he knew. If only he knew that they had been doing this for 150 years or so. Well before his great grandparents had even been alive.

When she felt her dad getting close to orgasm, Kira was on her knees and arms getting pounded doggy style, and turned and told her dad she wanted it in her mouth.

She always enjoyed his cum, and they needed to stay awake, especially on land when they were more vulnerable.

John got close and pulled out, and Kira turned and laid her father down, sitting on his face and lying down in the 69 position to finish him off in her mouth.

He came hard, and as she had for so many years, Kira came as well when she tasted his semen on her tongue. When she came, with her dad's tongue deep inside of her, an odd thing happened.

He came again, his body reacted to Kira orgasming while he was eating her out, and she responded again. The two of them locked into place and enjoyed a unique sexual experience, one they had never shared.

Their bodies interlocked, John's powerful arms pulled her close to him, eating her out furiously, enjoying the beautiful taste and sensation of her orgasms.

Kira hung on to her dad's cock with all the strength she had, as wave after wave of orgasm overtook him, as spurt after spurt of his cum entered her mouth, each swallowed as quickly as the last.

When it finally stopped they were exhausted, they had no idea how long it had lasted. Kira moved to lie next to her dad, and he pulled her into his arms, kissing her deeply. The two of them tasted each other's taste, and at the moment it was quite amazing.

They enjoyed this embrace, no longer cold, no longer hungry, no longer fearful of anything in the world.

Kira eventually grabbed her coffee, but it was cold, their breakfast was cold as well, but neither was hungry anymore.

They got dressed and went downstairs to check on the progress of Ralph's team.

John had not noticed the size of Ralph's lot the night before. He had a lot of ground, several garages, a few docks, and a large dry dock. He also had a privacy fence surrounding his property and a large gate that was now closed.

When they started looking at their boat, they noticed how much of it had been taken apart. Quite a lot of it.

The hull was being sanded, all the decorative work had been taken off, and the safety rails had been removed. Kira walked around the back and saw the engine had been removed and was on a large hoist.

"I thought that was just rebuilt?" Kira asked politely. Ralph smiled and laughed.

"Not sure what you paid for that, but it was too much. They gave it a decent tune-up, but this engine is old and due for an overhaul, to keep it running on the new bio-diesel they are making these days."

One of his workers was taking pieces off of the engine and joined in, "We are going to tear it down and polish everything."

"Brand new seals and gaskets, a brand new fuel injection system and replacing the on-board computer." He continued, "and we are thinking of supercharging this tub. Instead of using the turbocharger your engine has been using."

Kira's blank stare told them a lot, "more power lass, and also more reliable and more efficient. All good additions."

Ralph held out another item to them, "and this little guy had to go, something the Frenchies started requiring on boats, a registration beacon. It would let them track you if they wanted to, and any other creative person might be able to track you if they knew the boat."

"When we are done, it will be a lot harder to find this boat, and nobody outside of a military boat will be able to catch you."

John and Kira were amazed at the pace of the work. The engine tech had their engine stripped down and cleaned by the next morning, and was working on polishing various parts of it when they got up the next day.

A primer coat was going on the boat, and two of Ralph's guys were hard at work installing new electrical components. The engine was in another room, and the guy was still cleaning it. As filthy as engines were, John was surprised at how much cleaning work was being put into it.

Over the next week, this was their life. Ralph's people brought them food, and they stayed indoors, mostly in the barn with the boat, and primarily up in the little loft apartment.

John and Kira had a lot of sex over this week, trying to be respectful of the men working on their boat, but still losing themselves in the passion of their love. Losing themselves to the incredible physical experience both experienced when they fucked.

For their part, the workers did their work well. Ralph was being very attentive to this job, but he had driven out to the farm they used to pay him, and he found it to be not only a legitimate deed, but he found that the farm had been well taken care of, with the taxes paid up to current.

With what they had given them, there was no way he could do enough to their boat to earn it outright. So he had decided to go above and beyond. To do all he could to make their boat as strong, as safe, and as powerful as he could.

Given that most militaries had given up on patrolling the seas, there wasn't really anything out there that would be able to keep up with this craft when he was finished with it.