Her mother is now 60, but looks 40, and has the same tits. Even her friends tell her she has pornstar tits. Even with all of this working for us, afte... 10 years together, the sex was getting less frequent, and was becoming pretty routine. One night, we got a sitter for the kids and went out on a date, which we try to do pretty often. After a few beers, I got a little frisky, and I told her how sexy thought she was. She was a little drunk and horny too, and we began talking about sex. I said to. I pressed 'play' and immediately the music filled my ears. I drifted off to sleep once more, with a smile on my lips.Morning came bright and early. The alarm went off at 6:30. The sun must have been shining on the opposite side of the building, but I could see from window that it was going to be another wonderful day. I felt refreshed and full of energy.Matt woke at the same time as me, both alarms going off simultaneously. It took me a moment to reorient myself, and I could tell form the mixed. She could hear metal against metal on the side of the box and wondered if the loops she saw on the box had something to do with it. It was apparent that you could easily hook something to them. She didn’t have to wonder long as she could feel she was being pushed and without warning she felt the box fall from the airplane. Cold wind rushed into the box as terror went through her mind but just as she was about to scream she felt a jerk and then swinging. She could only guess that she was thrown. "600 miles. That's a nice flight. And if you're really nice to me, I might let you fly some of it."I stuck my tongue out at her. "Dan was right! We created monsters. What happened to barefoot and pregnant?"It was her time to stick out her tongue. "We don't do 'barefoot' until after Easter in Louisiana. And as far as that 'pregnant' thing, we'd have to get you replumbed. But if that's what you want to do..." She had an enigmatic smile.I was tempted to let that comment slide, the 're-plumbing'.