Two fifty to a commercial, two thousand for that coveted ATP. One forty of that in a multi-engine, two hundred total IFR. Jeff had lots and lots of ho...rs to burn in the little 152 based at Tamiami whose owners charged only by the accumulated numbers on the Hobbes Clock. As much as possible I was his persistent companion there in those hours. As much as possible we talked sharing our common frustration.The move to Florida had been good for dad, for he had been one of many at DFW. He had been. The house was a dark as the night sky. He ran his fingers through his dark hair, the low light making it shine like the onyx jewel; contrasting his paler skin, just warmer than the color beige. His bare feet pressed into the carpeted floor of his room as his shirt fell next to him.He crawled into his bed the muscles of his arms flexing and growing more defined, his long body leaving only a few inches of the bed untouched. The room goes black as he shuts off the one single lamp in the room.. "Not yours though?" he asked cheekily.Gemma was a little surprised by his forwardness, but she didn't feel he was being sleazy or pushy. "I'd done it a couple of times before," she said. "Were they any better?" he asked. Gemma found his cheeky grin almost relaxing and was starting to feel more comfortable with this topic of conversation. "Not really," she answered. "Do all guys... well, you know... ?" You know what?" queried Joe."Well," she stammered. "Cum quick." She looked away nervously,. Hequickened his pace as he neared climax. Riannon lookedup with lidded eyes at her big sister. She moved herhead slightly to get nearer Holly’s pussy and quicklyflicked her tongue across her sister’s big clit. Thesudden stimulation caused Holly to cum with a loudscream and she squirted a mixture of her girl cum andMatt’s sperm onto her sister’s face.Riannon looked over her shoulder at Matt. Her face wasdripping cum and sweat. “Cum now Matt, cum up my tightass. Make.