I've heard that your heavy launcher is 2.2-meter diameter, but you may seriously consider making a 2.5-meter available. Alternatively, for the large p...yloads, you aren't going to be firing them one after the other. You could go with 3 meter, either as a simple bomb rack style with two, or a curving magazine that uses a conveyor to move additional loads from a secondary magazine. The bottom of such a magazine could even be a loading hatch." Unfortunately, I don't always have the diameters. Sandy pulled me up, saying it was time for a shower. While she did her morning chores and started the shower; I made coffee, and peed. In the shower Sandy was all over me until I had her against the wall, coming continuously. When her knees began giving out, I sent a load up into her that was surprisingly large. Oh well, Sue already had a big load this morning.What a way to start a day.Shawna and Hank were still wound up from the expressive work they had done the evening before. They both said. Wendy was already pretty worked up by the eroticism of the situation and she had hardly started to rub her clit and insert her fingers into her pussy hole when she came. ‘That didn’t take long,’ I said, ‘I didn’t get much of a chance to see how you did it.’ ‘Sorry,’ she replied, ‘I’ll go a bit slower this time. And please spray loads your spunk on my knickers. I’ll be checking!’ And so she started working on herself once more. I watched intently as she slowly and gently teased her clitoris. " No, Grandma, don't say that. I'm sure you'll be fine!" But really, she just said this for form; it was obvious that she wasn't fine."Don't give me that, young girl. You know better than that. I know I'm going to die. In fact, that's why I wanted to talk to you."Steph looked at her grandma, surprised. "Umm, what?"Her grandmother took a deep breath, and then stared into Steph's eyes. "I am going to die. After I die, I want you to do something for me."There was something about the way she said.