I routinely change the oil 4 or 5 times a day. The beauty of having a smartphone is that you can truly take it with you.I routinely scan the personals...for real people that are somewhat local. I never thought I'd be able to find a friend that would meet in real life. Most are cammers, spammers, or just to shy/not interested (which is perfectly fine). I have found a few to chat with who are totally sweetly kinky. I must have subtly impressed one divorcee, as she communicated openly right away. We. She must be very submissive. He may show her off and, if he did, she was not to show any defiance if he told her to undress. She would answer to no one but him, obey no one but him. She tried not to be nervous. He did not say how many people would be there, but this much was certain, Catie had not expected the old friend to be female, or that she would fly into his arms before his feet even touched the ground. But she remembered everything he had said, determined to make him proud of her.. The cockpit was much more shuttle like — way simpler and easier to get in and out and had a full field-of-view, although it didn’t appear transparent from the exterior. The recessed central walkway allowed for a central ceiling height of 2.5 metres, so Solara, Luna and Astra wouldn’t have to hunch over.The ship would have all the basic shuttle features of inertial dampeners, AGCs, shields, cloak, foldable wings, and the ailerons had lateral thrusters for maneuvering in space. Then it also had. Her legs were pulled back almost to her shoulders and her pussy exposed for me to fill with my cock.She was looking and waiting.I had hesitated and was not sure I should be doing what I was being told to do. I positioned myself ready to slip my cock into her. She put her legs on my shoulders.“You have done this before?” she asked.“Yes,” I said and nothing more.“Well get on with it, I can’t wait to get that into me,” she ordered, looking down at my cock about to enter her body.I moved forward.