My wife was in a lip lock with him as she moaned into his mouth. She waited till his cock was soft before she stood up. When she turned around she saw...me and said well was that better than working in that smelly ol garage? I said yeah, it was , she was walking toward me as I answered her. She got to me , turned around, and bent at her hips and put her hands on her knees. Well you still have cleaning up to do she said. I looked at her well loosened pussy and ass both had cum starting to leak. . Charles looked at Gordon. "You let me know when we reach cruising altitude. And if you open that cockpit door ... so help me, I'll beat the shit out of you as soon as we're on the ground!" he stated warningly. Gordon indicated that he understood.They boarded the plane and sat in the two front seats across from each other. They put their seat belts on and held hands and stared at each other as Gordon started the engines. It took just a couple minutes to taxi to the runway. They had an. But then I knew full well he couldn’t have contributed a bean. Daniel was a dreamer. He’d tell anyone who’d listen that one day he was going to make it big. And if the power of his conviction was anything to go by, well, maybe someday he would. But in the meantime, he worked in telesales for a stationary company and born charmer that he was, he was good at his job. It was just his pay that was less than spectacular. Growing weary of the ‘some day soon’ promises and emboldened by a bottle of. It's more rubble. You sigh and palm your pounding head, patting down your body to make sure you're still in one piece.Limbs, check. Organs, check. Memories... spotty. In fact, you can hardly remember what you were fighting, much less how you ended up in this particular spot. You don't have time to think about this, though, as the sound of a vehicle fills the air. From this distance, and with your eyes yet to adjust to the whole 'not being unconscious' fad that your body had recently taken up,.