There was something poetic about it. I could feel him pulsing inside me, taking me with him on a journey of wantonness. His prick, felt heavy and full...inside my vagina. Each stroke as he languidly and slowly moved inside me, was making me want to scream, keen. My arms moved restlessly over his back, torso.I felt hot and out of my depth. He surrounded me. His breath coming in short circuit with every move he made. His manly scent and woodsy musky cologne surrounded me in a cocoon of heat and. She broke the kiss and began to move down his body, feathering kisses across his chest, swirling her tongue around his nipples, and lightly scratching her fingernails over his bare skin. When her hips reached his, he felt her grind herself against his semi-hard cock, making sure he knew she wore no panties beneath her silk slip. She continued down his body, attending to every inch of flesh but never touching his rapidly hardening dick.Then she was gone. He strained to hear her moving around the. She finished my thighs and feet and rolled me over….. My cock stuck out right out of the fly slit of my boxers and was at 90 degrees…standing tall in all its glory at 9″. She looked at it and smiled and said ” aap ka to asli mard ka saamaan hai” which means that u have the cock of a true man….. Then she asked wether she should massage that ( my cock) first of finish the rest of my body and then come to my cock….. I could not believe my ears…… I told her to massage my cock first….. She pored. .. until they found out AB Austin is a girl.I’d had surplus hangars bought and assembled on the north side of the old 26 runway and reseeded it. Both aircraft types were built for rough usage takeoff and landing ... turf won’t bother them a bit. However, the Tigercat went into rented hangar space on the east side of the 35/17 runway.I figured that as soon as I was instructor qualified I’d start my own Air Force. HaHa ... not kidding.The shipping containers had been ‘sealed,’ wrapped in.