“You writing a song?” He smiled at whatever her face was doing. “You have the notes app open and you were typing something in it. You’re easy ...o read.”“I don’t have the music for it yet, but yeah. It’s something.”He ran a hand through her hair. “Good. Maybe you’ll write a hit and you can get disgustingly rich. You deserve it.”Will was quiet as he got ready for bed and Emily felt a question brewing, no matter how much she tried to ignore it. The thing was Will was truly her best friend, after. “Of my God,” she moaned. “Do it now!” She attacked his lips for another moment. “Do it now, I can’t wait anymore!”He disregarded her earlier warning about being careful and slammed into her. Her nails dug into the back of his neck. She started trembling, her pussy clenching around his cock. “I’m cumming!” she cried out. He kissed her neck, her moaning got louder. “Fuck me, Sean!”She clung to him, pushing her shirt covered tits against him, he pulled almost all the way out then slammed back in,. I could see the bulge in his pants, and I have to admit I wanted that.I thought about how shocked but fascinated I was when he'd gotten erections as a baby while he was nursing me. I thought about when he was handed to me right after birth: the first thing I noticed was his penis, larger than I could have imagined, purplish red and bulbous. I had wanted it, I realized now with a flush of shame, even then.I was appalled at myself. This won't do. This can't go on. No!Panting, I pulled the breast. B-17 Then she turned, faced all the guys and announced, ‘I’d like to try the B-17!’ As I said, no one had yet to successfully bring the huge machine into the air and back for a landing so there was a lot of reluctance. She took out another of those certificates. ‘This certifies that Colleen Murphy has successfully demonstrated the ability to take off and land a four engine B-17 on the RC simulator at Troy’s Toys Trains and Hobby.’ On the back Warren, one of the guys who signs these things, had.