Their escorts appeared to be a pair of Yak 1s. They reminded 'Oz' vaguely of a Curtiss P40 Kittyhawk. In fact, he mused, most of the Russian aircraft ...ppeared to have a Western equivalent. It was either that they'd stumbled upon the same requirements as other Air Forces and designed similar aircraft or they'd been assiduously copying everything that came out of the West, 'Oz' couldn't tell.Certainly, Russians had been enthusiastic about aviation from the beginning. The World's first four. It had been good at one time but that was when I was using it daily and in almost every interaction imaginable. I was surprised to see her blush when I explained our mission to test her rear door skills and she giggled nervously when I slid my hand inside her pink panties to scout out the tightness of her rear channel.I listened to the girl moan with passion as I probed her brown eye and she looked up at me with a pleading look in her eye that didn’t need any translation to tell me that she was. .."Sylvia let out a short laugh. "That's why you're doing this for me?" That, and because you're a sweet, wonderful girl who deserves it," Sennaconfirmed. "Now... Just lay still beneath me, and I'll start thechanges."With Sylvia's permission secured, Senna began to gently stroke the otherwoman's short cropped red hair. With each stroke, the strands of red grewlonger, slipping down to touch the floor and then spooling into a pile.Only when the hair was long enough to potentially reach Sylvia's. “Lick me there,” she ordered him in a gentle, airy voice.He pushed her hair out of the way and slid his tongue up her neck to the back of her jaw. He licked up to her ear before stopping to spit out the hair that got stuck in his mouth. He went back down her neck and did it again.She took his hand and brought it to her inner thigh. “Touch me here.”He slid his hand deeper and fingered her. “Like that, sweetheart?” he said.She nodded with her eyes closed. He fingered her faster. She whimpered a.