That was not any vampiric power, just the seemingly magnetic pull of a gorgeous ass to a mans eyes. At the top of the stairs, we met again in a deep, ...ongues dancing, hands roaming kiss. Quickly we got each other out of our shirts, and, in the moonlight coming in through the skylight, I could see that her breasts were as perfect as I had imagined them to be. I slid my hands up her body and cupped the smooth mounds, dipping my head and nibbling around the dark buds of her nipples, feeling them. I couldn’t move as I let it all wash over me. Angie seemed to be moving about but I was largely oblivious and not caring anyway.Then I felt her hand on my cheeks again and I thought, “I really can’t take any more,” but the joy of all this sex without talking took over and I thought, 'just go with the flow,' and what a flow!I practically choked when I realised that not only were the hands bigger than before, but a cock of serious proportions was making its way into my sopping and very ready. The next planes we looked at were for the South Africa mine airport. There were two that had possibilities; the Air Tractor AT802U looked the most promising. It was US made; in fact, we already owned six as crop dusters. They were tough as nails both in flying and durability.To add to that Robbie’s mechanics knew how to work on them and we had some parts in the stock room.Air tractor had a border patrol, light attack, surveillance aircraft version. It was short runway and dirt strip proven with. She pulled the shower curtain back. For some reason, she was still naked.“Mmmm, you look good,” she said. I saw her eyeing my still erect cock.“Let me see that.” She said hungrily. She got down on her knees outside the shower and firmly grabbed my penis. With her other hand, she reached around to play with my ass. I squatted down a little to allow her access. Then she licked the tip of my penis. I had to steady my self by holding onto the shower curtain rod. The tip of my dick felt incredibly.