He felt it would allow our on-ground efforts to be more focused by having an idea of where people were located and maybe even landing some times when ...hat was feasible. Poppa's grand design was hampered by the lack of pilots and no knowledge of aviation fuel in other airports. I had the feeling he was reading as much information as he could find but I also knew Momma would not permit any harebrained schemes to taxi much less takeoff.We spent a quiet night in a barn as usual with our sleeping. He came on the back porch met my sisters and we talked for a while. My sisters left we went inside to watch some TV and as we sat there and talked some more, Kissed and hands wondering... I told him to come on into the bedroom..... There we were in my house, in my bed, and the man next to me was NOT my husband! I was pretty happy. He started kissing me and I was more than happy to respond. As I was beginning to get horny, actually hornier than I think I had ever been the only thing I could say. I had not noticed his intentions, but the boy kept pushing his butts and surprisingly I found myself having a hard – on. Maybe the boy also felt me and my bulge. He turned and smiled at me again. By this time, I had a full hard-on and the darkness inside the compartment, gave the boy some boldness to let his hand flow back and he started to fiddle and caress my hard-on. I was surprised at his confidence and started the conversation. “ Hi – looks like you have developed some affection towards my. That last one? I was giddy!" You! This is something of a fantasy, Jenn. I never imagined..." Me too, Chuck. Turn off the light. We'll get up early enough for a quick shower." I turned out the light. Turned towards Jenn. She slipped up against me, her hand grasping my dick, then my balls."Does that bother you? I'll stop." Don't stop. Please don't stop." It's kind of relaxing to me, Chuck. Like one of those squeeze things they sell for stress relief. You're my stress relief." She raised up enough.