.. you'll see."So I drove over to the hangar. There were stacks of crated L4's. The crates were narrower than I figured. I suppose it was because the ...anding gear was off. That narrowed the crate. The wings fit one to each side of the fuselage. Three crates fit my eight foot wide trailer with room to spare. A private helped me load and tie them down."You know what you're doing, kid?" he asked."Nope. I was hoping to tear them down so I'd know how they go together."He popped to the back of the. Making the cross-town journey in her modest Chevy, she craved Friday night’s adrenalin rush once more. She needed the fulfillment of its dirty promise. A whole quarter-hour she sat curbside down the block from his apartment, letting the minutes tick through to eight o’clock. On the hour she locked the car, then clicked her way self-consciously through severe chill to the apartment complex where she knew he’d be waiting. Already as she summoned the courage to rap briskly on his door, moisture. "Honey, that was so good," Carrie said after we both had a few moments to recover. "I'm sorry if I seemed reluctant at first but I gotta tell you it was a nice surprise." Make sure you ask the flight attendant for an extra pillow for your flight," Carrie laughed then frowned. "What's wrong, honey?"Carrie looked up at me, "I'm going to miss you."I kissed her, "I'm going to miss you too, love. Let's get some sleep and dream sweet dreams about being together again." O.K." She reached up and kissed. I then held there, for a while enjoying my sexual union with my mother. I let go her hands to balance myself for a long fuck. Mom didn't even move the hands as she might have thought its all over for her. She is being ravaged nevertheless.I withdrew my dick a bit and pushed forward again. Mother stayed still. I drew back again this time to be out of her and thrust back again. Mother gasped. Then I settled to a steadier rhythm. I had achieved what I wanted. FUCKING MY OWN MOTHER! My cock was.