Motu is a hesitant middle-aged uncle. He had a half-hearted fuck with a big tit fair girl with no expressions. The girl was so depressing that Motu co...ldn't even cum. Later, the director had to use a body double of Motu to conclude the fucking.But, Motu didn't lose heart and pursued lovemaking with Bansuri.Being a pro; Bansuri starts with a good blowjob and holds Motu's dick with confidence. Her stylist ring on long finger make the handjob shot perfect.Motu mounts Bansuri and his lean erection. That got me excited and I decided to head towards the car park as well even though it added about 20mins onto my journey home but had to see who it was . by the time I got there they had got into their car and drove off but I had just seen what make and colour it was . the next few nights I decided to go through that entrance just to see if the car was there . 1st few nights it wasn't parked but then 1 night I seen it parked up and nobody in it so I walked on into the park . I couldn't see. Three times. From removing the red-flagged pins to checking for water in the fuel to fetching the ladder to make sure the latches on the fuel tanks were actually closed ... and putting the ladder away so the next pilot would know where it was."Your turn." Jack started reading and Sultry did the doing.Things like "Match the engine hour readings between the log book, the engine hour reader on the dash and the engine hour meter on the firewall under the cowling." seemed to make sense.Jack said,. ” She went off to the kitchen to cut a few slices of the cake. She put into a plate and extended it to him. As he reached out and took it, looking into her eyes, it suddenly clicked into place where she had seen her face before. “You are that naked girl from the internet,” he wondered. As she raised one of her eyebrows, he realized that he had unintentionally said it out loud. His face flushed deep red. “I am so sorry, I thought I said that in my mind,” Mike blabbed out. A slow smile crept.