On my other side, Nicole sucked another cock, not quite as large as the other, but curved and pink at the head. I dove down, next to her, sucking at h...s balls, helping as he finished all over her face and tits. Then Rachel and I helped clean her, licking the cum and catching a few more sprays as the man tried to rinse Nicole’s tits clean of cum with his urine.And all the while, more urine spilled down from our desperate cunts. With the seal and that first shame broken, the urine climbed until. They were very perky even when she wasn't wearing a bra. We got to her place and I changed into a nice shirt I had in my bag from the trip with Aunt Dee that I never wore. Aunt Linda got dressed in a long hippie type skirt, white top but with a bra. We smoked a joint, had a beer and off we went. She got me into all these clubs I was u******e for. She knew all the bouncers and bartenders. We drank and danced, not like Aunt Dee, but it was fun and we were having a great time. We left the last bar. “You can pull up the overlay on your display.”“Neat!” I said. “Glass cockpit. Big leagues, almost like Cindy.” I’d flown right seat with Cindy on a jaunt and was astounded with the cockpit technology, then I went back to the minimal instruments of my ultralight and the slightly more capable but OLD instruments in the little Cessna trainer and the 182. This thing’s got capabilities I’m just now learning. So weather... “We really COULD get grounded, baby. If those thunderstorms make a wall. I. “Oh I could really do with a good boogie,” she whispered to herself.**It was forty minutes before Katie returned to room eight, knocking briefly and entering when she heard the woman within consent. The young woman was sitting in the bed having managed to raise it up to a sitting position to watch the news on the flat screen TV mounted on the wall opposite. She’d changed into a large T-shirt depicting Wyle E. Coyote snacking on a drumstick with the tag-line beneath suggested ‘Revenge is a dish.