“Your tent?”“No. Sarah will smell the sex when she gets back.” I said. “We’ll have to go in your tent.”With that Emily pulled her pantie... off anyway and gave them to me. She grabbed my hand and pulled me over to her tent. I lifted the panties up and inhaled. They were soaked but they smelled like heaven.As Emily bent over to crawl into her tent I got a face full of her ass and pussy lips. I leaned down behind her and slowly licked between her soaked lips as she tried to wriggle her way into the. She still had both hands clamped firmly onto the strangers' legs. She looked first at one, then the other, and guessed they didn't mind. She turned to the man on her left, the one next to the aisle, and said, "I'm sorry for grabbing you. I was really scared." "Don't worry about it," he said, "Whenever I fly with my wife, she holds onto my leg the whole flight. She somehow thinks it makes her safer. I'm used to it. Go ahead." The man on her right added, "I don't mind either, actually I kinda. Yafa guided Ulric to his back and climbing onto him impaled her sheath on his erect member. She leaned forward onto her hands and brought her dangling breasts in easy reach of Ulric's hands which began immediately to squeeze, fondle and pinch them. Their love making continued for a long time until both of them tensed and froze motionless. Galia could tell by the smile that came to Yafa's face and the sigh that escaped her lips that Ulric was filling her womb with his seed.Yafa lowered herself. "I sighed, "Hell, I never told anyone about Ripcord. Not even my therapist.'I waved at the pile of stuff on the table. "Isn't it ironic Jack, that your generation puts your military memorabilia up on the mantle for display and admiration, my generation puts our reminders in a shoebox and hides it in the bottom of a drawer. Why is that?" I said rhetorically.I picked up a faded photo of two tanned bareheaded skinny young guys in baggy jungle fatigues with dog tags hanging around their necks..