Jester! You play with old airplanes. That’s right up there with loving kittens in my book. What’s up?”“Cindy, I know we said your plane wouldn...��t be ready until late June or early July, but we have an issue...”My heart fell. The Stearman is my connection to aviation history – a time when wood and fabric and tubes and round engines ruled the skies. At first it was just a thing to do – get the Stearman fixed up, but after we started signing checks and issuing specifications, I started feeling an. "I've never been happier," she whispered in his ear."Nor I," he replied honestly as he considered how well his plan was unfolding."There are so many things we haven't even discussed," she said a bit pensively."Oh?" Well, children for one," she said, apprehensive that Darius might feel that children would not fit into their lifestyle."Well, the weekend is going to be sort of busy, so I suggest we get started tonight."She flung her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, oblivious to the. Now rub it up and down, he instructed.Fascinated, I obeyed, following his commands to speed up and watching the eyes of his glans open and close with each stroke, feeling the spongy hardness of the shaft, not bone but like the springiness of wood. "That's good boy" he said, panting now s he spoke, his breath coming hard in short intakes. Suddenly he groaned and his cock started to buck in my hands, the glans seemed to get even more swollen and then hot spurts of thick hot creamy liquid started. I immediately shut with my mouth. I was squeezing her hips, her boobs.When I first touched her boobs, she gave a gasp. That strong heat in her breath. I slid my right hand into her skirt in the left butt cheek. I pushed her towards me grabbing her butt cheek. It was soft like a marshmallow. I came down. I buried my head into her navel. I kissed it. I lifted her skirt.Her legs were soft like two banana stem. I could see a little peek of her pink panty which I already wet in the bottom. I kissed.