One that only you and I would know about, unless we had a wounded duck coming in?" the colonel asked."It's only a hundred more miles to your place," I...said."Sometimes that is too far," The Colonel said."I guess that could be true, but get this Martin, no packages of any sort. I have CCTV and I will know." I said."No need for the warning. We will not be landing in anything, but an emergency. I give you my word." he said."Give me the beacon and I'll but it down there. I do not have any power on. Eventually, with Meowlissas help, Franklins fuss petered out, and I felt the bed shift as she climbed back in. I moaned with surprise, a little louder than I would have liked, as I felt her lips slide over my cock and her tongue circling my head. I was hard again in no time, and she got back on top of me, easing herself down onto my manhood. I almost protested that it was too late at night for another fuck, but she laid herself right back where she had been and went back to sleep. The odd. Then she does something that just floors me. She gets a wicked little smile and asks me which piece of lingerie is my favorite. I tell her that I like what she looks like in all her lingerie. She says that is not what she meant and that I know what she is talking about. I tell her that I enjoy her cream colored nightgown and her white slip the most and that they are just so soft, and that they feel good against my skin. She reaches back, unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor. She is. Her long, platinum blonde hair hung down to where a few strands curled just outside her right breast... which was one half of what the couple was staring at. The pose had, of course, accentuated the thrust of her huge, perfectly shaped breasts with soft, puffy areoles almost an inch and a half across, topped by nipples as big around as a thumb. Coupled with a perfect, flat tummy and nicely turned long legs the picture screamed both innocence and sex."Jesus!" Cindy whispered. "I see it and I.