For the next five or six minutes she didn’t seem to know that I was even there or that she was standing topless in my garage. Her breasts had a grea... shape to them, they defied gravity, and her areolas were the right shade of pink to match her nipples. Eventually she put her wet white half shirt back on but it hardly changed the view any.The last thing I taught her was how to change the oil filter. It was on the bottom of the engine toward the rear. It required her to jack up the car and get on. ." Amy whispered, her head nodding weakly. "Does it excite you for me to hold you while he pleasures you?" teased Jesse. "Yes..." Amy murmured again, her body tightening. "I love it." Do you want him to fuck me too?" Jesse whispered needily. "Yes!!!" Amy screamed, her body exploding in orgasm. "When?" Jesse whispered again, holding Amy's sweaty, thrashing body tight until she felt it grow limp with a final massive exhale. "Now..." Amy whimpered quietly, before looking up at Eric and begging. I picked him up and we headed for Blidworth. When we got to the selected car park it was empty, apart from a couple and a guy stood talking to them at the far side of the car par, but after 10 minutes or so a few cars pulled in and parked up.I got out of the car, feeling extremely horny and was followed up to the picnic tables by a guy. I sat down as he approached and he took his cock out and offered it to me to suck as my boyfriend stood next to us watching.It didn’t take him long before he. Bart corrects him, "It's not a plane, Milhouse. It's a helicopter." But it has wings like a plane!" Helloooo? Boychicks! It would seem you are both right, and yet you areneither of you right..... Hoo boy, crazy paradox! With all the conundraand the definitions and the taxonomic hair-splitting! What this is, iscalled an autogyro."This is when they first notice their rescuer, seated in a sort of saddleon the odd aircraft's central engine cowling like a motorcyclist. He iswearing a short paisley.