Their planes were constantly in the sky. Everything was mechanised, all supplies were carried by truck or train, with seemingly no concern over the am...unt of fuel used. If a jeep or a truck broke down, it was neglected rather than repaired, and a fresh one was used, still shiny from the factory. Instead of using local food, they ate from tins and cans of food that were made in America. We found this fascinating, and we formed an impression of an unstoppable power that would simply roll over any. That weekend we packed the van,due to shape at the front of the van there wasnt a passenger seat they were made like it,so all was packed in the back,leaving just enough room round the lounger in the back.Then my daughter Lauren walks out to put a few things in the back,i watched her dressed in a pair of jeans,and a tight top clearing pushing her big boobs up to show more cleavage,she notices me looking but just smiles,few more items to go in the van and we are done,my wife kisses me and says. Why? In all honesty, she had plenty to offer. For example, Sharmell was pretty busty. Her ample cleavage got my attention. As well as her plump pink lips and pretty caramel skin. She had a petite tight body. She might have caught me looking at it. I only did it maybe a few times."I want my booty to be bigger," She said. But by God, did she work with what He gave her. Chemistry class was the only class we had together. Due to the class size, we had to borrow notes quite frequently. Which meant:. I make like im looking at some videos, scoping the place out, butterflies are about to fly out of my stomach an fill the room, im so excited and nervous. My hands are shaking, my pussy is getting wet, and I think im leaking. Finally I see the entry and the signs. I go up to the desk and ask for 10$ in tokens, I take my tokens, swallow and take deep breath, I walk back to the back. It's dark, with sparing lights, it's kinda cold, and there are guys kinda just standing around. I nervously duck.