" Because it is," Dan says. He tugs on it and Josh's breath hitches as it slides out after a bit of pulling. Dan smiles, setting it down. Josh's ass h...d adjusted to the plug and he's stretched so he's gaping just a bit, maybe about the width of Dan's thumb. Dan smirks. He lifts his fingers to Josh's hole and he runs a finger around it, making tingles go through his ass, spreading over his cheeks and bolting through his spine, making it slightly arch, kind of teasing inside him a bit, and Josh. “Yes, with the possible exception of her special request, but honestly, at this point, I doubt that will happen. Now it’s time to set up the double-date!”“I think we need to have paramedics standing by, Steve. You realize she’s going to eat him alive, don’t you?”“I think my little sister will be gentle, loving, and romantic,” I said evenly.“Bullshit! I have no idea how you could say that without laughing!” Bethany giggled.“My dear Bethany,” I said with the haughtiness of an offended academic.. We flew to your last known position."Our plane blew up ... I know everyone was killed, but here we are. So ... yes, we're dead ... at home. Here, where ever here is, we're flying planes in perfect condition, that never need fuel ... and everything works." Ah, Flight 19 here. I just noticed something really weird. When we were doing our preflight today ... whenever that was ... none of our aircraft had clocks. I have a clock now. Hey! You TBM's. You got clocks?"One after another, with simple. She handed me the register receipt and I promptly wadded it up and tossed it in the trash can by the register.Christine came out of the dressing room, her older, well-worn leather jacket in one hand and wearing her new accouterment.“What do you think?” she asked, extending her arms, as she clutched on to her older jacket.“Turn around,” I said. She slowly turned around and then faced me.“Nice ass,” I said, proffering a wink.‘A cheesy ass,” she replied. “I need to lose a few pounds.”“it looks.