The waitress brought our food, I struggled to remain calm. Jennifer ate with one hand. Katie was eating with a wide grin on her face, looking me in th... eye the whole time. I was trying to concentrate on my food while that magic hand worked my cock. Jennifer would alternate long strokes with teasing my cock head with her index finger. Slow circles around the head, finger and thumb stroking the head, back to whole hand, full length stroking. It was driving me crazy and I was trying hard not to. She had cookies to sell.***********Abby drove her van to a just-opened subdivision nearby, and parked at the very back, near the new construction. She hoped new homes meant people new to the neighborhood. People that wouldn't recognize her.As she stepped out of the van, Abby smoothed the green skirt over her hips and adjusted the sash on her plain white buttoned blouse. She pulled up her green knee socks and retied her white Keds. Abby left her dark blond hair loose to fall down her back,. I drank from him, coughing and spluttering when it once went down the wrong way. I sucked him dry and then started blowing him for real.I felt his cock firm up in my mouth, its length growing and advancing down my throat. I felt his large hands tousle my hair and pinch my earlobes. I unbuttoned him fully and scooped my hand inside his underpants. His testicles were like golf balls in my palm and I rolled them gently while I sucked. He began moving with me, pelvis easing into a steady thrusting. Marcy, Lorrie and Vicky had spent time yesterday finding space to keep the choppers and Suburbans in at the airports we had picked as centralized locations, until they could be moved around by the C130s.JBG was now the proud lease holder of 5 hangers in some not so savory places in Africa. At least they were at rather large airports, a requirement necessitated by the C5. The runway had to big and thick enough to hold the heavy beast.Jack had helped Lorrie verify that those airports could land a.