Not much difference between ‘em.”“I know. Got used to it, but I can keep the tail low – soft field technique...”“Make yourself happy.”�...I know all about flaps. Cessna 152’s got good flaps. I’m familiar...”And we’re in the air, climbing.“Okay,” he said. “You showed me your flight planning. Take me to Shreveport Downtown.”He’s looking for accuracy at holding altitude and heading, and he’s looking for proper radio communications, approach control, then tower.Twenty minutes gets us there, I get one. She half opened her eyes, looked at me sighed and dozed off.i said o myseld that was a gr8 escape. Emboldened , my other arm started to slowing find its way, the dip of her navel made the fingers grope for the ultimate valley.emanwhile the carress had turned to squeeze and I knew then that she was pretending to sleep. The fingers had reached the fur…wet wet slinky and silky fur. And the melons were on the verge to giving out the juice….literally.the probe went deeper & deeper the index probe. The girl's lips curled to a smile as Gigi drank in the sight laid out for her. She was breaking her down one step at a time. She lifted her leg and rested it on the tree above Gigi’s shoulder, propping her crotch right in front of her. Gigi moved back, slightly hesitant about the offering. Her mind was conflicted and spinning for answers. Too much time had passed, she’d come down from the high that she had and was losing confidence. “Hey now…” the girl said softly, running her hand through. I didn't say a word and just plunged my cock into her from behind. She felt incredible. So tight and yet very wet for a woman her age. She must not have had sex in years since her husband passed away, and her pussy had certainly tightened up. It didn't take me long, and soon enough I was asking her where I should cum. "Oh go ahead and do it in me, I'm too old for pregnancy," she laughed. And with that I unloaded deep into her. I reached down and pulled up her granny panties around her big ass..