I became aware that a tall young woman was standing beside me and glanced her way. “Margo, right?” I asked the big redhead.She smiled up at me. �...Long time, Joe. How y’been?”“Just landed. Still can’t figure out this thing. You?” She smelled good and she looked hot. Margo Phillips was a contract ferry pilot who had flown everything from DC-3s to P-40s. We had enjoyed each other’s company in California a while back. She absolutely loved to fuck.“I bought in a Jug but they had somebody fly it out. I told her she wasn't and that neither were my Dad or my brothers and I saw her smile broaden. "All alone then?" she said, "Clive's gone fishing so I'm free all afternoon if you're interested." There was no mistaking what she meant and my cock started to stiffen in my jeans. I could see where her eyes were focussed and my erection grew even more. "Why don't you come in?" I said, "I need a bath but I won't be long." Like I said, I was sweaty from mowing the lawn and greasy from working on the. Right after that sign was another sign which said Lake Lancer, population 4654.His first impression was that it was the small town he expected it to be with a main street that seemed to be two to three city blocks long. The buildings looked old but were in good shape and seemed to have a fresh coat of paint. He noticed a gas station and a fairly large food store. All of a sudden he noticed something in front of his car which caused him to slam on the brakes. He wasn’t sure if it was him or the. She seemed satisfied with what she saw. Then I was ready, she began slowly to turn the volume up listening to her stethoscope and leaning closer to my penis and the sound for a closeup view of the finale of her work.Then she quickly turned the volume up to the predetermined maximum. I felt my body become consumed with waves of spasms and heat. I heard a growing ring in my ears as my blood pressure and heart rate zoomed. I had a sensation of falling into space, The Wait, which seemed like 15.