Kissing her deeply I slide my hand up inside her top, feeling her soft tits and hard nipples. I am a boob man, and love to play with her gorgeous tits... My other hand slowly caresses her pussy lips over her thong, feeling how full they are now and how wet her thong is. My hand slides down her ass, cupping her cheeks, and stroking her crack. Sliding my fingers under her thong as I play with her ass crack, then slide my fingers back under her to stroke her wet pussy from behind. Then I slide my. We're watching them, and, uh, we're at your 7 o'clock." Uh, copy that, George. We've got indications in your area. The chaff flight just left." George, this is DISCO. We have bandits, 330 out of Quang Lang, 45 miles." George copies, DISCO. George 2, centerline, now." We dumped our centerline tanks and headed toward the MiGs.DISCO hadn't cleared us to fire, but Jeff began searching ahead of us with the radar. Apparently the radar had taken some gas or something when we'd refueled; it showed. The men, who were kissing me, had moved on to holding my legs and arms in place so that I was laying spread out as an eagle.That skull-tattoo-man looked at the one with neck-tattoo— who seemed to be the leader— and whispered, “Lass is dripping onto the floor.” I blushed, and looked away from that neck-tattoo guy’s gaze. Two fingers pressed into my slit, pushing all the way in with ease, and I clenched my teeth from the onslaught of pleasure. A smirk filled the space, but vanished as soon as it. When I betrayed and hurt you ... that there was no other woman." God I am such a fool. I couldn't bear it ... to lose you again ... not now ... not after finding you again. I love you so much Matt. I've never stopped loving you."She sobbed into my shoulder the rest of the trip down to the garage.The cold air of the garage swept over us as we left the elevator.She gripped my arm as we walked into the garage. She stopped and looked at me - arms around my waist, afraid of letting go."Matt ... I.