The other man I saw in the restaurant with the spook crowd several times; he was always in white shop coveralls. I took him to be some kind of technic...an."Ryan, what can you tell me about the C17 on the tarmac?" I asked."Not as much as I would like to because I know very little. The pilot and crew was a transfer crew delivering the aircraft from Boeing to Dover AFB. Because Dover was still snowed in last night the crew diverted here. The reputation of the airport and the national coverage of. She had learned on cam to read my face fairly well, and just a tilt of my head towards the sleeper was enough to tell her to go back there and strip. After she had also undressed me, I pulled her back into the drivers compartment and fucked her from behind, first her pussy and then her luscious ass, loving the tightness of her and the looks on the faces of passing drivers who spotted us. When I was done, we dressed and I ordered her to take us to her house, playing with her body as she drove us. What if Hans had been run over, or dog-napped? These last disturbing thoughts finally propelled the dark- haired beauty into action. She just had to go find out what was the matter, so heading straight out the door she started for Angela's house.A couple of minutes later the nervous woman was at the fence surrounding the Sims' yard. Seeing no one around, Sylvia peered over the fence and the first thing she spotted was Hans, who saw her at the same time. In a flash the big dog was up on his feet. " I corrected her. "It's a day she'll want to forget, but it's no longer just mum and me is it? It's Tommy, Polly and Jill from now on, remember the three musketeers?" All for one and one for all, yes you fool I remember." she giggled and kissed me lovingly."Well, that's us from now on, right?" Right boss." No bosses either you silly tart." I laughed as she gave me her impression of a salute.Mum shed a tear as well when we woke her with her breakfast and flowers and hugged us both tightly..