I told her that our juices were gonna slicken up her hot ass even more. That must've been the magic word because she came again, real hard. Her fuckin... bladder let go...AGAIN, and sprayed my belly with golden nectar as I wetly slapped my hips up against her ass. My thick shaft was slick with her creampie and the sex lube , indicating I really was fucking the shit out of her.Between all the dirty talking, the pissing, the creampie, her swollen tits bulging out around her bra straps, her engorged. Army’s 94th Aero Squadron.The red white and blue top hat in a hoop insignia of America’s first aviation pursuit squadron was a consistent theme through the faux French farmhouse restaurant I was driving past on James S. McDonnell Boulevard along the northern perimeter of Lambert-Saint Louis Airport, near the buildings those Curtiss Commandos we would be flying next year in the Caribbean were manufactured.Although the restaurant was right next door to our hanger, we very rarely ever went there.. He smiled as my breasts bounced when he removed my shirt. Joe quickly held them and bent forward to suck on each one. I held his head as he made love to my perky nipples, as I gasped for air. I could feel my juices forming in my hot pussy. It began to ache.As Joe was having fun with my breasts, I pulled Joe closer for me to feel his hard cock, behind his jeans. I felt how thick it was and hurried to get him free. I quickly UN buttoned the button and unzipped his fly. I tugged his cock. I love dressing her in outfits the expose a lot of waist. I put her in tight low-riding hip huggers that show fully the little thongs she wears. Tina is always balanced on at least 3-inch heels, which give her legs and ass a deliciously muscular look. Bras are not part of her wardrobe. She is a perfect 36 DD at a cost of about $10K per boob and they stand up with no help from a harness. We switch between tight little clingy shirts that hug every curve or loose fitting blouses that open for.