“Julie…you…should…try…him.” “Thanks, doll, I have,” Julie chuckled. “But I think I’ll just fuck your man here tonight instead. Is ...hat alright?” Borrowing and twisting a line from her favorite actor in her favorite movie, Sandy responded with a line from Butch and Sundance, “Take him, he’s yours,” and went right on fucking Rich. Julie and I were not in a hurry. We slowly undressed each other. Kissing deeply, we nibbled and licked spots as clothes hit the floor. I dipped my finger in her pussy. We flew for a long time. Long enough to need fuel. Junior got on the ‘horn’ “Wiarton Keppel, Wiarton Keppel, Wiarton Keppel. British marked F 798, F 798. Grumman Goose. Princessapalia registered. Need fuel and potty ... and maybe lunch.”“Wiarton, F 798, Is that you, Junior?”“Nobody else is supposed to be flying my plane ... of course it is.”“Come on down.”Junior said to me, “One of the first things we did after the war was dump the FAA nonsense. IFF ... that’s a holdover from World War Two .... His hands came up from underneath him so that he was just suspended with his legs over my arms and he gripped my hips and I really ‘went for it’. Until with a hard deep thrust I suppose you could say that I speared him, driving my cock as deep as it would go inside him and I started to cum. As I came my friend raised his whole body up so that just his shoulders were on the blanket and his own cock began to spray all over his chest and face. Goodness knows how long our orgasms lasted but they. My sister came and kept her pussy near Priya face and began to rub her silt on her face.I later made her in missionary position and my sis sat on her face. I began to fuck again and started fingering Priya’s anal hole. My sis caught me and began kissing wildly. I was on the verge of cumming so I stopped fucking.I dragged my sis and asked her to open her and began to mouth fuck her. She began to move like a slut and was looking into my eyes while I fucked her. Priya came from behind and started.