I questioned the pilot, "Do you have any vodka?"He took a bit too long to answer and obviously lied, "Of course not."I crawled to where I was immediat...ly behind the pilot and threatened, "I know that was a lie. Now, I need the vodka you have to treat a patient so you will give it to me or I will make sure this entire helicopter is searched for contraband when we land."My threat provided adequate motivation as he relented and handed a mostly full bottle to me. I went back to Elena, took a 4x4. But instead of the slightly-rough cotton he expected, his cockhead kissed the silky warmth of his wife’s ass crack.With a start Sam carefully lifted his elbow to raise the sheet and glanced down along his wife’s back. In the dim light he saw that she was wearing a battered pair of old yellow panties that were a couple sizes too big; the elastic around the legs on one side had become badly worn and when Julie had curled tighter on her side they had ridden up so that the left cheek of her ass was. "Oh yes, you're doing it just right." I said truthfully; and, I thought to myself, 'Boy are you doing it right!'Gwen massaged me a few more seconds and then asked, "How do we switch to "The Deck Chair Folded' from here?"As the blood continued rushing into my penis, I answered..."I'll move my arms out of the way and then you rest your calves on my shoulders. When you do, I'll bring my knees a little closer together for leverage."Two seconds later, when we were in 'The Desk Chair Folded' position. Quite frankly, I didn’t give a shit if anyone saw me, I liked people looking at me. After a while I reluctantly left the veranda, switched on the T.V and sat on the queen sized bed cross legged. Bored, I flicked through the channels not finding anything too interesting until I remembered I had paid for some particular channels last night that I had access to for 12 hours. Checking my watch I saw I had 3 hours left…perfect. With a sudden urge of excitement and energy I put on one of the adult.