“It makes for good reading for an aviation geek.”“Do that,” Sandy said. “I’m curious.”She looked at me, did a quick read of my face. Gig...led. “You already got it, don’t you?”“Wanna see it on my MacBook?”“Shoulda known. Cindy, are we clear for electronics?”“Yeah. Go for it.”I reached under my seat to get my backpack. ‘Backpack’, as in mom saying, “Young ladies carry purses, Deena...”“I have a purse, but most places I go, I want this thing. Got my MacBook and some notebooks and...”“Purse,. Yes, I have been in love.” “Really?” Chelsea couldn’t help the surprise in her voice. “Please tell me about her.” “You knew her. Julie Morris. I was in love with her.” Chelsea frowned. Yes, she knew Julie Morris: beautiful, smart, and way too good for Dirk. She found it hard to believe Dirk had really loved Julie, based on the horrible way he had treated her. He was irrationally protective and jealous to the point of suffocating, while he openly cheated on her with several girls at Columbia.. As I began pumping into her with more force her moans and dirty talk got louder."Fuck yes! Fuck your little sister's ass! Fuck me! Fuck me deep! Work that big fucking tool into me! Fuck yes!" She screamed into the stool as I pumped her.Finally I knew I wasn't going to be able take much more, "I'm gonna fucking cum." I said."Yes! Shoot your load in my ass! Fill your little sister's ass with your hot cum!"With a loud moan I rammed my cock deep into her tight back door one last time and held her. I need to copy and paste and make sure I don’t delete anything vital. The first thing we need to do, Larry, is to totally scan the damaged leg.”It was a bad as it could possibly be. The lack of circulation essentially was causing the meat to die as we watched. She was a certainty to get gangrene if the emergency crew on standby did not take her leg immediately.“I helped reattach the thing, and I had no idea it was so fucked up,” Mitch said darkly. “What we need to see here is exactly how large.