”“Let me take her up,” I said. “Get a bit of an engine run, check things.”I had Cindy look in the cockpit, make sure the magneto switch was ...ff and the throttle closed. I still don’t trust it, though. Made sure there were chocks in front of the wheels, then carefully pulled the propeller though several revolutions.“Making sure that the cylinders didn’t fill up with oil. Hydrostatic lock. Bends piston rods,” I explained to Cindy.“Heard that one before. Problem with radial engines.”“Got that. Judy was making him feel like a real man, was obviously completely satisfied with his erotic technique. Her face was flushed and her body covered with sweet-smelling perspiration. And it was the greatest feeling of his life to have his cock sinking slowly inside her magnificent body."Go slow," Judy cautioned him again. "I want us to cum together. It's so much better that way."Little as he understood Judy's words, Gerald did all in his power to obey his mistress. He wanted to fuck Judy hard and. We finished off the wine and chatted about some outlandish charities to give the money to. I suggested a home for unwed mothers, as long as I got to be the father. That got her spluttering up her wine while I laughed at her. She wanted to donate it to a charity for out of work trailer salesmen, which made me almost cough up my wine as well. We went to bed laughing at it all.A couple of weeks later I had her come to the office and speak to John and Jake Senior. They had been on my ass for years. "Sounds reasonable." I commented. "After I did it, people either wanted me around, or they ran from the room screaming, when I entered." Not really," he demanded."No, but it was strange, once it happened, I began getting assigned to places where it might happen again. It was like killing was a disease and had to be kept with those already contaminated. It didn't happen often, but they kept putting me where it was possible. When they ran out of shit holes, I did tours on stateside bases near.