”“FAA is really picky about experimentation on certificated aircraft, you know.”“That’s why much of aviation’s stuck in the 1940s, but yes...”“And I LOVED the glass panel on the Citation.”“We can’t afford one.”“I don’t want a Citation, baby. I’m not John Stinkin’ Travolta, with my own private 707. But, they’re looking at an implementation of a combination of the heads- up display and those helmet-mounted displays. Terri asked a lot of questions about those at the airshow. I think she has. I had very erotic dreams the night before, and Liz confessed to them, too. We weren't going to do it today, but on Saturday night there would be a party, and we had made up our minds that was when it would happen.Getting our parents to agree was the problem. Finally, with Jodie safely over the hurdle of Sweet Sixteen, and thus legal in our state, she had the bright idea of getting both our families together to let them know our plans."We want to take part in the parties," Liz said. "On Thursday. "Tony's hand was now firmly gripping the top of Wynne's thighs. He pulledher so that her bottom was resting on his knees, her moist pussy justinches from his dick. He leant forward slightly, causing his penis tobrush lightly upon Wynne's vagina. She gasped and tensed, pushing herselftowards him, but he held her in place and inched her back down his knees.She whimpered with unsatisfied desire."The thing that we found in you, in little William, was, of course, yourdesire to be a girl. This is. .it! I'll take...it!" I moaned and whimpered at Jen. "Watch me get...fucked, watch me...get fucked! Watch me...take this cock...for you."Finally Alex had reached his breaking point, "Fuccck, I'm going to lose it!" His body stiffened and I felt his cock get harder, throb then I felt his hot cum splash into me. He emptied blast after blast of sticky gooey semen into me as he continued to pump my hole. After several moments he finally stopped, resting his spent penis deep in me. Jen let go of my.