"Nowadays, pilots sit in the cockpit and watch a computer run the show. Other than training simulations, it's been years since anyone had to take over...the controls. We're less than bus drivers. I think the airlines keep us mainly for the image and the publicity." Did you every fly one of those old planes?" I asked."No, I flew a couple of small planes in flight school, but even those were computer-monitored. The computers stopped you from making a mistake or deviating from the flight plan. The. Usually I try to keep the moans to myself, but within a few seconds, after I’d just fucked myself up and down maybe twice, I’d felt the head pressing hard against my prostate, and I started sounding like a bitch in heat.I guess he knew exactly what that entailed, because he sat up and, without pulling out, lowered me onto my back. There’s a world of difference between the fuck that happens when the bottom is in control, lowering himself or raising himself as he wishes, and when the top has. I don't understand it, all logic says I should be jealous as all hell, but I get so turned on knowing that other guys desire my wife too. He grinned and said wow. that is wierd. I said hell you never know until you try it. He laughed and said yeah right. we stood about a foot apart in the 4 foot end and watched as ray began to fuck her. she had both hands and arms on the side of the pool and was supporting them as ray kept driving deep into her . she was moaning real loud and then ray went. Her pussy was pulsating and pushing her dad's cum back onto her brothers dick. "Mmmm mommy will lick your ass anytime sweetie!" Cindy said as she circled her daughter's tight asshole with her tongue. Ensuring her crack was wet with saliva."Think she's ready champ?" Mark asked James. James nodded yes. Both men withdrew their dicks from Rachel. Cindy crawled up to her daughter's ear and asked "big or small in the butt?" "Big" was all Rachel could say between breathes. Cindy winked at Mark. He.