Last week."He sat in the right seat ... she handed him the list ... Ed took the headset and fire bottle and walked out to the nose of the plane. He pl...gged the headset in the little compartment in the nose. The officer took the list and started reading. She touched each switch and gauge and told him what they did and why.A Beech turbo prop is a complicated beast. A Lear or a Citation doesn't have many more complications ... Piston engine powered planes are a LOT less complicated. That doesn't. My girls silently laughed because they knew what I had done but hid the fact.When I got up to the floor I saw three demure Japanese beauties. They differed in height and a bit in weight. Their clothing was complimentary but not the same. They had silk dresses slit up to the hip but the skirt went down almost to the floor. Their blouses were heavily brocaded and done up to the neck. There was no pancake makeup but their hair was all done up in Japanese style and both combes and ivory chopsticks. She shivered and licked her lips as she heard footsteps creaking on the stairs and the door to the playroom opened.Her mistress, Angelique, looked stunning as always, letting Bianca raise her head to appreciate her outfit before boring her head again. Angelique was in black lacy lingerie, trimmed with small purple bows, accompanied by black thigh highs and most noticeably, a large purple strap on, hard and curved up from her pelvis. "Good evening, mistress." "Good evening." Angelique walked. As his hand caressed each buttock I realised that his fingers were also dipping into the juices dripping from my pussy. I moved slightly trying to guide his hand away however inadvertently my movement caused his hand to slip deeper between my thighs and I felt his finger connect with my clit. An involuntary groan left my lips. Appearing oblivious to its new location his fingers continued in a circular massaging motion against my clit. Abandoning all self control I ground my pussy against his.