He didn't look crippled. I figured if you parachuted out of an airplane twenty-five times, you just had to come to grief during at least one of them. ...e seemed to know what I was thinking."You're trained to do it right," he said. "There's nothing like it. It's a sense of freedom you can't get any other way, especially if you do a HALO jump. That's high altitude, low opening." He grinned. "I recommend it." So why aren't you doing it now?" I asked.He tossed a hand. "If you do a recruiting tour,. "Everything, right?"We nodded and he pulled down his shorts and stood there in his white briefs, all poked out with his dick on alert."You're really not going to take a picture aren't you?" Yes but we want you to know why. Amy and I need something we can hold over you to make sure you never tell anyone at school what we've been doing." Do it, Craig, you won't regret it, no matter what," Greg told him."So I drop my briefs and you take my picture?" Not exactly. We want pictures of each of you. That would leave just my wife and her friends Helen and Jake in the house until I returned. Well, I'm sure they could amuse themselves for a while.Just as I was about to get into the car Louise offered to drive Danny home herself. Not only did this save me the effort but it could also lead to something, those two had been single for a long time, so I let them go off together and crossed my fingers for them. As I was locking the car back up I realized that Helen was also heading off so I waved. .. Stop! Stooooop," she moaned. His tongue thrashed back and forth and her ass humped up instinctively."Jeffffff... S... stop... No!... Nooooo." she whimpered.She tried to pull away, to roll over, but his hands held her firmly. She pushed feebly at his head, and he suddenly jumped back, then dove into the bed. He was on her, his groin between her spread legs. His bulging pecker pushing against her belly through the fabric of his pants.Her wide blue eyes stared up at him in a bewildered daze. He.