Sasha asked, “Are we getting out?”Al told her, “Once the snowmobiles come back and they close the doors we can get out, until then we should jus... stay here, it’s warmer than the hangar will be.”After what seemed like thirty five minutes the snowmobiles had returned and the hangar closed. Al opened the door, lowered the steps and led the couple out. Several men passed by them as they made their way towards the office.Stuart greeted them, “Welcome to Project South Basecamp.“Sasha started, “Uncle. "What happened between us," I told her. A wide smile suddenly illuminated her face. "What do you think happened?" I leaned slightly over the table so that neighboring tables would not overhear me. I was close to her now. Even with the added baby weight she was still a strikingly beautiful girl. Being half Italian on her father's side she inherited those dark features. Her round face is beautifully framed by a mass of dark curly hair. "I think I ****d you," I whispered. Holly launched. I stared at it for a long moment, contemplating that last word and then I nodded dry mouthed. He took the notebook back and wrote something else, showing it to me when he was finished. "Wanna suck my cock?"Again I nodded."Meet me in the bathroom on the second floor in five minutes."He got up and left.I sat for a moment, not able to move. I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anything else in my entire life, so I stood up slowly and walked on shaking legs to the stairs to go down to the. There was that low chuckle again and he backed offdragging his cock between my tits and squeezing thedoughy flesh up around it. He fucked my tits for a fewseconds and then continued moving downward until,leaving a wet trail all the way down to my cunt, hestopped, that bulbous knob wedged between my pussylips.“I gutta fuck that pussy,” he grunted.Holding my cunt lips apart with one hand, I guided himto my bubbling hole with the other. He pushed my legshigh and wide, exposing me.