We spent two days doing what we had been doing ... flying crop-dusting patterns without the dust. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, flyi...g under an overcast and lowering sky. When we got to the area where we had ceased flying for the night on the fifteenth, Grace turned on the magnetometer.Since the lower end is ALL less the directed minimum, we flew from Canada to the US back and forth and back and forth. We didn't find the little ship, no speck of debris floating on the. Later i said , we must carry on with your submission , that moment was rather magical, she bit her bottom lip but i noticed she was running her hand up and down the mug as if wanking a cock, " stand at the foot of the bed facing it , she did as she was told, as i stood behind her i quickly placed around her wrists some soft play rope , this in turn i quickly attached to the two seperate uprights of the four posters , it was red in colour and i said it would have matched the colour of her arse. Her somewhat over-mascaraed lively blue eyes, to my way of thinking. She was dressed in a bathrobe that had fallen open as she propped her long, tanned legs on the coffee table to paint her toenails with a bottle of polish the color of blood.I had no idea who the third girl was. She was sitting in one of the wing chairs, her legs stretched open in front of her on an ottoman. She looked to be about 24 or 25. I always had a hard time guessing women's ages, though, so she could be anywhere from 20. “Jane, are you absolutely sure? And you, Sue?”“Oh yes, don’t you worry” said Sue. “In fact I’m as randy as hell now just talking about it! Jane, let’s do him!”With that both women advanced on me, both grabbing me and holding me in a joint embrace, while each of them kissed and licked my face and rubbed their hands on my shirt and trousers. Sue worked on my dick and brought it to attention inside my pants. I opened my legs slightly to enable Jane to fondle my crotch from behind. This was.