Licensed Flight Instructor.”“Fishing? Charles?”“That’s what we call it ... he’s fishing for students.”“Like Sunday’s newspaper Ads f...r the Mitre.” I said, “They’re always running Loss-Leader ads to get people in the store ... and away from Bunning’s.”“They do that?” Then she said, “What’s a Loss-leader?”“A price below what they paid for it.”“Interesting. They don’t teach that in school.”“They don’t teach how to count back change either.”“Sure they do, Dad. It’s right there on the. She struggled to focus on her conversation with Dave and momentarily stopped moving her hips. Reggie grabbed her firm ass with both hands, and again forced her to resume riding on his penis. She quietly listened to her husband on her phone and absently replied to him while she slowly fucked Reggie. "Uh-huh... yea... okay...I guess."Reggie embraced her, then parted her ass cheeks and pressed his index finger into her anus. She didn't want Dave to hear, so she silently allowed Reggie to proceed.. We chatted about everything two normal good friends should chat about – or as close as a non-girly tomboy like me could come to being a normal girl. As you would expect, foremost in Jackie’s mind was the coming weekend and her planned impregnation.Her voice was already rather slurry and her movements clumsier and I smiled within as our host brought two large, complimentary Limoncello liqueurs to the table with our coffees.“Won’t you get bored?” I asked when my companion had told me for the. "Just then, I heard Melody's voice saying, "Did I hear the door?"I looked up and saw Melody was wearing a pretty yellow one-pieceswimsuit.Any doubts I had that I would no longer find her attractive fadedlooking at her in that suit.It must have showed, as Melody's mom said, "Close your mouth, dear,you'll catch flies."I blushed, and said, "Sorry."Melody's mom called up to her, saying, "Melody, dear, did you forget totell Bonnie to bring a swimsuit?" Bonnie doesn't HAVE a swimsuit. Not one that er.