“They have enough range to reach the basement. I’ll put the relay transmitter in there, but the digital recorder will be out under the trees in th... park. That way I can check it and not have to get too near the house all of the time,” I told him.“Couldn’t the mikes transmit directly to the recorder?” Ed asked.“No, the mikes don’t have enough power for that distance. I can hide the retransmission equipment in the basement and plug it into the house power. That will eliminate the need to replace. .What are you going to do... just jerk off?” said Kate to me.The televised wedding was singing some hymn...full of alleluia’s...as I stabbed my prick into Pip’s arse... I was thinking Hallelujah...Man was she tight...God was she moaning...and Boy was I primed to cum.Pip was bent over the arm of the lounge...holding on for dear life with one hand because I was thrusting and pumping with gusto. I was slamming my pubic bone into her butt cheeks. My balls were slapping around in happy wonder. Her. But instead she looked me dead in the eye and said, "I have never had the chance it's always too busy on these transatlantic flights."Continuing my stupid thought blurting out the only thing I could think of as I looked at her cleavage, "Well there isn't anyone near here for 14 rows.", as I gave her my best grin. She got up and walked back into the attendant area, and I thought you dumbass boy did you blow that, when she came back around the corner she lifter both the seat separators and almost. " Shakespeare again!" remarked Mum."Where's it from?" I asked."Twelfth Night," said Rob. "The clown sings'Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.'to remind everyone, the twins, Orsino and Olivia, but mostly Olivia that he had earlier sung to her 'O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming.' And now, each of them has their true love." See," said dad, "I'm not the only one who quotes Shakespeare!" All right," said Sarah, "Can we now.