"Can we catalogue these? And you're right. Most of them were tested at the factory and shipped to the front. They've never flown in combat." How do yo... know that?" No matter how hard a pilot tries there's always some asshole that puts at least one bullet in the aircraft. Some of the planes ... those on the losing side ... most of them ... were in the air from dark thirty to dark thirty. Maybe twelve sorties a day ... sometimes more if the army was in retreat and needed the air-cover. The. I couldn't resist leaning down and licking across it. Her cheeks felt hot against my face as I lapped at her wrinkled tunnel.She giggled saying, "You really know how to treat a girl."I gently kissed her asshole a couple times and then lifted and turned her so that she was sitting on my lap.Her cock was fully erect, sticking straight out of her crotch as I pulled her face to mine and kissed her other end. My hand closed around her pole and began stroking, causing her to moan into my mouth. Her. Lots of waterworks, maybe things thrown. A stuffed toy once got disemboweled with a bread knife. Very symbolic. But hey, to make an omelette you gotta break some eggs!"She didn't approve, I could tell. But then, she'd asked a straight question and I'd given a straight answer!She got back to asking about Fay."What's the main thing that first attracted you?" Her body. In a two-piece Lycra triathlon suit, she looked so hot. I had to ask her out, the minute I saw her." What was so great about the. She laughed as she left the backroomseeing Darren struggling with all his strength to get free so he couldget his hands around her neck.Before closing the door she turned to the two other boxes which held twoother men, both in French maid outfits and bound in the same fashion asDarren, she had captured with the same con."And don't you two worry. I have 13 other people who are looking for hotlittle sissies like you to have as a pet. I'll find you both a homebefore the night is over." She blew.