Why? I had no idea, but why not as long as space was available? The local AI said that the former people had flying machines, but nothing as large as ...he 797. That prompted me to ask about these “flying machines.” As far as I could tell from the descriptions, these flying machines seemed to be like the light planes of Earth, but were not very popular before the great war. The local AI did not have any idea for this lack of popularity.Any long distance traveling was done by personal vehicle, and. This time not only 25% of her bare tit flesh, but also another 75% of her tits underneath the transparent kamiz was visible too. The sight of the sweaty nipples protruding like mini cocks was too much for me. And her armpits, they still smelled like crazy. Speaking of armpit, my armpit was full of hair too. I only shaved my armpit once in my life and that was at my Boy Scout camp 3 years ago. I had at least 4 to 5 inches long hairs on my armpit.When wet with sweat, they came out of my armpit. The lancers were going to attack when Jón's voice called out to stop. The men and horses didn't like this at all but they did stay. Some walked forward to give a bit more warning. All of them stayed out of the line of fire of the cannons though.Leather covers went over the back portion of the cannon to keep out rain. Powder from the carts went in and was rammed home then grapeshot loaded. More powder was poured down the small hole and in the pan above.Jón called out, "Number two gun, fire.". As I moved towards Patti's spread-eagled form, I strapped on the twin cock dildo. The upper cock was a large pink pussy dick; the lower one was slightly smaller and designed to go up the arse. The back of the strap-on had a small soft bulge, made to rub against my clit as I fucked with it. I was really going to enjoy taking Patti over the edge with it. I stopped at the bedside cabinet long enough to take out a tube of KY Jelly and smear the smaller cock. I climbed on to the bed, Patti watched.