. or ... or a bunch of other things."I looked it up on the internet. Ultra-lights are safe, have a decent payload, and there's a two-seater model, so ...e don't have to both learn how to fly." Oh yes we do. If hanging around you has taught me anything, it's that you have to learn to do stuff, too," he said. "Scuba diving is one thing, but if I get injured, I'm not going to rely on your 'native' flying skills." Good. Then it's settled. I thought I'd have to fight you on this." WHAT!? I haven't. I was more interested in the electronic controls and how the crushers and the conveyor belts were connected and their monitoring system. By mid-afternoon we finished with the crushers and had looked at the ones that were off line and being worked on.The next thing that we looked at was the conveyor system that moved the now manageable material to the processing site. These were open conveyor belts, however they weren’t flat, but cup shaped to keep the material from falling off of them. We were. When I helped him to get ready for bed, he got an erection. I undressed too and with curiosity, asked if he’d show me how he masturbated. Once he’d cum, we went to the living room, still naked, to join Emma and Isabella. Once there, I gave him a lesson in how to satisfy me but before the night was out, Rob had fucked all three of us, more than once. We couldn’t stop laughing when Emma quipped, when we woke up the following morning, “I think we can safely say Rob is fully functional.”It was. Val sat there in horny bliss, knowingly fueling her pheromone production to new heights with her arousal and eagerly looking forward to finally filling her perfected pussy with the throbbing cocks it was made to envelop.It briefly occurred to Amy how strange it was that she couldn't smell Val's scent, though its efficacy was perfectly clear from the hungry looks on the faces of the men surrounding them. As Amy's legs subconsciously spread themselves in an attempt to compete, she had a sinking.