Hey, that's me. So I guessed that the Thomas Estate had expanded and then included an airport. The next thing I did was to have one of the taxi ways e...tended into my compound and connected to my driveway. That meant I could commute to my plane with my golf cart. The purchase of the airfield also included a couple of Cessna 150 training planes which my pilot and co-pilot kept busy giving flying lessons. When Cathy heard about that she pestered me to let her take lessons. Since I could never tell. Well, the more I began to fear that it sounded like one of "Baldrick's cunning plans" to me.If you're unaware of who 'Baldrick' was/is by the way; then I'm sorry, but there's not much I can add. You could try Google, of course!Anyway I had resigned to go with the flow, as far as prudent for my own safety that is; someone had been trying to kill the old girl, after all. And it was my civic duty to help as much as practical, albeit being somewhat apprehensive. By the way "as far as practical" --. Her hand held the base her lips had just left as another stream flowed over her face, splattering it with a volume that astounded even me, and then comically a solid stream flew from the Meatu through the air and arched to the nearby lamp shade…the last surge coating her chest in a horizontal line over her breasts, beginning to run down over them. My mind was numb, my cock throbbed with the absolution of climax, my breaths labored beyond reality, and yet it bounded for even more as she. When she had enough of his flirting, she would politely excuse herself and Matt would admire her swinging buttocks as she retreated to the kitchen. Matt was always careful not to make a fool of himself for he enjoyed Toni’s attentions. He was however fully aware of a likely uncompromising fiery temper that lurked underneath her pleasant manner, just waiting for some unsuspecting blithering fool on which to unleash it. He tried to be friendly and entertaining when she was around him, and then.