His breathing was heavy, his cock buried deep inside me and I could feel the pulsing throb of its length with every heart beat we shared. He remained ...s still as he could as I felt his hand stroking my hair. His lips were next as he pressed them against my brow. Small kisses meant for comfort, to ease the pain. Slowly the pain resided. The throb was just as intense, blood rushing through my young core, and heat, and want. My body began to relax, becoming accustomed to this new intruder, this. It was a relief to be free of the intrusion but I’d worn it so long already today that the feeling of urgently needing to shit had long-ago subsided. Now my ass just felt strangely empty.Kim chuckled and blushed.“Is that turning you on? You want to be finger banged at the door?” Jerry shamed her for giggling.Kim didn’t answer him. Jerry was just as interested in watching my inspection as anyone else. Mike ran his hands over my body and searched me.“Do you REALLY think that my mom might have. I just don't want him up here again turning my house into a china closet." I'll be more gentle, dear. Now, sit down. I'll buy you a new radio. It's my money you thrive on, anyway." Don't get catty, goddamnit. Just be careful. You might end up like that fucking radio."Sybil didn't look at the shattered tubes and mangled case laying in pieces around the room. She shut her eyes and thought of Allen's brutal, exciting attacks."I'll handle Mister Allen Farrow. You keep your hand on his wife."She. We now have four all turbine trainer helicopters. There are no more conventional engine aircraft in that group. Those four are almost always busy between lessons and rentals. The rest of our rotary wing inventory is now one Bell 206L4, one Bell 407, three Sikorsky S76s, and the monster Skycrane. We sold the old Huey conversion that we were using for mosquito control to the county. We still do the maintenance on it, but they wanted to own the aircraft instead of contracting the spraying. The.