The wings go underneath." Smart kid ... are you sure they'll fit?" Yes, Sir." I'm a Sergeant ... not a Sir. I work for a living. Three hundred bucks."...I thought they were one fifty each?" They are if you fly them out like most everyone is doing. Drive over to that hangar ... you'll see."So I drove over to the hangar. There were stacks of crated L4's. The crates were narrower than I figured. I suppose it was because the landing gear was off. That narrowed the crate. The wings fit one to each. She kissed me on the cheek, and told me to have fun, then left us in our dark corner.What happened next wasn't expected. Donna and Angela could not wait to get my belt loose, my pants unbuttoned and unzipped and my cock out. I grabbed a napkin off the table and sat on it with my pants around my ankles and two hot sluts stroking my cock and rubbing my balls. My left hand was between Angela's legs, and I pulled her panties to the side and felt the wetness of her slit with a finger, which I. Tim had stopped sucking on her clit and pulled his fingers out of her ass to watch Toby cum in her. " Were not done with you, bitch" Toby said catching his breath as he sat back away from her. Pete finally pulled his huge cock out of her mouth and cummed all over her throat and chin. Sasha closed her eyes in disgust. Pete moaned and moaned. Tim had just about had as much as he could to take. He was ready to fucking explode after watching Toby and Pete cum all over Sasha's. The girls ran down to the water then, they splashed out to where it was deep enough to wash themselves off.I looked back between those dunes and I took a camera out of my bag and took a picture of three guys so satisfied that each had a blissful look on his face and soft dick laying limp between his legs.We walked ahead of our angels, collecting shells and going slow enough for them to catch up and pass us. We were the length of two football fields from where we had left them washing off when.