I could hear him struggling to get up the stairs so i thought it was best to get up and go help him. I was only wearing a thin nightie but didnt think...anything of it as i just wanted to make sure my dad wasnt going to hurt himself falling down the stairs or anything. He said "hello Laura, sorry if i woke you up, im a little drunk"Its ok i said, lets just get you to bed and i put my arm around him and started to walk up the stairs slowly. He was holding me and as we got to the top, he fell over. Her pussy was also bare, and so tasting it was a simple matter of sampling her juices, not anything else.By now, the trio were drained for the moment, and each had to clean up the evidence of their tryst, but they all had grins on their faces whose meaning was rather apparent. Angie wasn't done with them, anyway, as she was about to prove. She kissed both of the Mitchells fiercely on the lips and slipped them each some tongue as well. Then she handed her panties to them as well, as she hadn't. We had an existing design with a crankshaft and camshaft. We are going to have to make this from scratch. Then we have to make the plane from scratch and we will be here for years. There are jet engines, and some are very simple. One just has a flap in front of it." That kind is a lot simpler but it is very loud. I remember seeing one in a 'Popular Mechanic's' magazine once that powered a go-cart. We can make that even easier if we make propane, for that is what it used in the magazine. . like I didn't have enough brains to step on worms. "THREE plates, Ryan."Oh. Three. Right. What was I thinking? She was making breakfast for me and her, so naturally I'd know to get three plates. I guess. So I went to get another plate and the et cetera. About then daddy came out of his room, looking all spiff again in a polo shirt and jacket. He smiled at seeing her at the stove, cooking for us."Hi Mr. Wylie," she threw over her shoulder at him. "Take a seat. Almost ready here." This is.