It was getting late, Eric and Laura, freshly showered and wrapped in towels joined you in the living room, just about the time you finished your secon... glass of wine. Laura gave you a big hug and thanked you again, her hard nipples pressing against your chest as she whispered in your ear that she and Eric had both seen how damp your panties were in the bedroom. You fantasized about Laura taping you with Eric and his big cock as you drank your wine, and also sharing you with me too. Laura called. “What have you got planned down there, sweetie?” She asked.I just smiled at her as I began rubbing her pussy and finger fucking her. She was absolutely drenched, perfect for a fisting, I thought. I inserted three fingers at first as she laid back to let me play with her. Then the forth so as to slowly expand her cunt to take my hand. When she was as ready as I could get her I took my thumb and put across my palm and wrapped my other fingers around it. I noticed that she was watching me now and. His bionic arm started to twitch as he boarded one of the aircraft.“Let’s roll.” He heard behind him. Doors slowly closed as they lifted from the ground. One final wave before the door broke his view of his beloved women.He turned around and started searching for a place to sit. The inside was cramped but not impossible to move. The helicopter moved with grace and the sound of the engines were too much to hear the directions of the sergeant directing him to an empty seat.He was handed a headset. "Hm! Fresh milk!" Vanessa grinned. All she needed now was some flour, sugar and I heard chickens, too! eggs ... and she could bake a cake! She grinned as she remembered her grandmother telling a pair of visitors (cousins she hadn't been particularly happy to see) on her doorstep, 'You should'a called! If'n I'da knowed you was comin' I'da baked you a cake!' meaning, of course, if she'd known those two were going to suddenly show up on her doorstep, she'd have made sure she was in the next county.