.. my caretaker. Karen ... Rache, Roz and Amy ... Amy is the pilot and our instructor. We’re all taking lessons. Where are the planes?”She pointed...... and balked.“Well?” I said.“It’s not what I said.” she said“What? Not the aircraft?”“No ... there’s an impossible amount of junk. Don’t be mad at me ... I didn’t know...” she whined.I looked at her ... she waved her hand at the hangar side door. Then she stood. We walked inside.“HOLY D. SHIT! KAREN!”I heard her step in the door. She pushed a. We’ve had enough. Thank you.” Henry turned and walked into the Sheriff’s Department.An elderly black man laughed. “Shiiit, This wasn’t no drug war. I’ve seen this before.”One of the T.V. reporters heard him and turned her microphone to him. “What do you mean, Sir?”“I said: I’ve seen this before. When I was a working man ‘bout forty years ago.”“What did you see then?” The reporter asked.“It was dem Riders. They was at war with dem Eye-talians. The Riders did the exact same thing. Killed like. Keri was driving her own orgasm and after about fifteen minutes her vagina began to open and get even more slippery. Keri began to pull up slowly and then slam down hard and fast.She dropped on me like that eight or nine times and on the last one she dropped hard and ground her clit hard back against my dick. She threw her head back and screamed as her vagina closed down and grabbed a hold of my erection. I heard clapping and moved to look around Keri wonderful, camisole covered tits to see. " A burst of bright pink bloomed across Megan's cheeks.Nikki grabbed her friend's hand and said, "I'm going to show Megan my room." She led her toward the stairs.I lay down on the sofa again and watched the video. Fifteen minutes later I heard footfalls prancing down the stairs. I sat up and looked toward the landing. Both girls had changed outfits. Nikki was now wearing a black bikini bra and her slutty Daisy Duke shorts. From the two gentle swells under her bra cups I knew they were stuffed.