When I looked at the Apache I flew, I knew it didn’t have the proper required maintenance. When I started to hear and feel known indicators of probl...ms, I started getting myself safely to a location where crashing wouldn’t kill anyone other than me. The flight line cleared so I could try to land it after the engine blew. I was lucky that the tail rotor didn’t come off in flight, or I wouldn’t have had a chance. When I flew an F-18 to a carrier, I hit the deck perfectly and caught the first. He grabbed one tit by the nipple and pulled it as far away from my body as it would go. The skin on my tit could not stretch an farther. He held it out like that by the nipple then snapped the whip down on my tit until I screamed louder than I have ever yelled. I felt my nipple throb in pain as the warmth of my blood started to run from the torn skin on my tit. He then did the same to my other tit. The whip felt like it took my nipple right off my body. I almost expected to find it on the floor. Show you’re woman how you handle your business.” We switched places and AJ was now on top of me. He held himself up using his arms on the bed as he pumped my sloppy pussy. My legs were spread and the bottoms of my boot covered feet were digging into the bed. AJ was fucking me very fast. Our bodies were slapping like an audience clapping at a recital. I put my hands up around his neck and gently stroked the back of his hair while I encouraged him. “Harder, baby. Fuck me harder. Take control of. But for now we need to get dressed and hurry home to our hubbies."How did I end up in a motel room with my mother and two guys we picked up in a bar? It all started out because my mother and I got drunk together one night. My father was out of town on business and my husband had taken a week off from work to go fishing in Canada somewhere. One of those guys things that 'couldn't be passed up'. I guess the only way into the place was by floatplane or dog sled or something like that.Anyway, mom.