"Our moms and dads are the best of the oldsters."I refused to be baited. I said, "Andy flies with her father or SJ. She won't fly with any of the youn...er guys."Charlie didn't take that bait. He said, "She should. I don't plan to fly the C-130 series as of right now. I'm enjoying my time on a horse and covering ground step by step. Bess and Mark are good people. Bess studies under her mother, Jane. I think Missus Jane might be in your class. Bess and I have sparred and she is very good."SJ was. Finally my cock popped inside her asshole and shegasped. I did as she asked and kept on going, pushing inch after fat inch into her oh-so-tight asshole, not stopping until my pubic hair tickled her ass. She reached around to grab the backs of my legs, holding me in place. “Oh Oh, God, that feelsssssssssss ssssssssssooooooooooo gooooooooooooooooood. FUCKKKKKKKKKKK, you got a fat cock baby boy!” Kuttay!!!! You fuking doggg GAND PHAAAR DOO MERI!!!!I pulled my hips back, my thick dick slipping out. She willingly walked out onto the grassy hillside with David carrying a carefully-folded blanket. She had willingly lay on the blanket with him “to watch the stars.” She had even willingly let him take off her blouse and her skirt. It wasn’t until he started fumbling with the clasp on her brassiere that she said, “I don’t think we should be doing this here.”Dave hadn’t really listened to her. Besides, he wasn’t sure if she meant they shouldn’t be doing THIS, or they shouldn’t be doing this. . I have the LC number. And a friend in the book business.“Ray’s Books. Ray speaking.”“Hey, Ray.”“David, my man. Good to hear your voice.”“Ray, I need a book teaching European medieval swordsmanship.”“Got it.”“What?”“Colin Richards translation of Fiore del Liberi illustrated. Two fifty.”“Jeez, Ray. That’s kinda high.”“For you? Two bucks.”I was trying to speak, but my throat went dry and my tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth.“Okay Okay Okay ... I’ll toss in Classical Warrior Traditions of.