‘Baby,’ I groaned as her hot breath pushed over my wet tip, ‘Are you sure you haven’t done this before?’ ‘Mhmm,’ she hummed and nodded, ...ending a set of vibrations rushing off her tongue and lips and up my needy prick. I hissed in a heavy breath, pushing my hips forward slightly. My hands fell to her ears and slowly pulled her head forward, feeding my undying desire. Those same dark orbs looked up at me approvingly as she took some more into her mouth. ‘Work your tongue, Baby,’ I whispered.. “The three helicopter teams seem to be catching on much quicker than the fighter pilots.” Ann took another bite of cake, then a sip of her drink before continuing. “A couple of the fighter teams just can’t seem to shake their old reflexes – at least not completely. I guess that flying a fighter must be ingrained to the core in them. They still have a tendency to make high-speed turns, instead of just jumping in the direction they need to go. Oh, they’re better than they were, but when stressed. She slid across Vikas and opened the door. Her shirt and bra were open, so her breasts were visible as she came out from the back door. Wanting to tease her a bit I locked the car with the central lock, so that she couldn’t open the door. To my amazement, she tried the door, and fining that it was not opening, stood there with here breasts exposed. She did not even try to close her bra, forget closing the shirt.I saw her give a little shiver, and concerned that she was feeling cold, immediately. Rather, his was real-world muscle, thick slabs of hard-earned beef and sinew built on hard work, heavy chores, and a very active, extreme lifestyle. It explained why he could so easily scoop up my wife without so much as a grunt and carry her effortlessly, as he was doing now. Cradling her crossways in his arms, as he had when he’d carried her in, he stepped over to the quilt he’d spread on the floor. I noted the contrast in their nude bodies, his huge and hairy, his somewhat dark, swarthy.