”Cotton made a waving gesture. “Pilots don’t do that Viking. We are just inspecting your machine and decide if we repair or scrap it and now sin...e you are here we can debrief you as well.”I relaxed a bit and said.” Sorry about returning the fighter that way, Sir.”He looked surprised.” I am glad you returned it at all.”“I am not in some sort of trouble sir, for returning your craft this way?”“I trouble? Oh no Viking. It is not every day a fighter pilot makes ace, especially not on his first. Jean turned over and knee walked to him and set her cunt down over his face. Betty slid up and guided her cunt down his cock until it could go in no further. When she was bottomed out, they both stayed stock still, until as one they started fucking like it was the end of the world in two minutes time. She was screaming, he was grunting like a Landrace Boar, and Jean was squirting her gunk all over his face and into his gasping mouth.By some miracle, Ralph hung on for over fifteen minutes before. Near the end of his life, Dean was so whacked out that he used to put cigarettes out on his dick and balls to entertain others, and his body was filled with burn marks. This is how to make it big, boys, do what ever the directors and Agents and Producers want you to do. In television there was a certain boy actor on a famous sitcom whose initials are K.C. HE WAS REALLY CUTE WITH A BEAUTIFUL ASS. He is now a well known right wing Christian with lots of tv work. The reason he became a right wing. She's a bit under the weather if you get my meaning." The two policemen helped her from the car and she tottered a few steps and had to be held."You been on E?" Jenny demanded. Clarissa didn't answer. "Get an ambulance," Jenny ordered the police, "If she's been on Ecstasy and alcohol she could be in trouble. It sure looks like she has and it looks worse than last time." We got her into the warmth of the kitchen and had a washing up bowl handy in case she was sick. Certainly from the pallid.