It was best to try and match what they would do, beforehand, to ensure there were no surprises.I was also briefly consulted on the name, since we coul...n't just keep calling it "the drone." With Ron's input we decided on "SWEEP Unmanned Aerial Vehicle Mark III." "Mark III" because the first version never really made it off the drawing board, and the second was essentially scrapped and majorly overhauled during the practical design phase. Apparently the arrangement of plating on the Mk. II was. She was much more physically mature than I was and her hair went clear up to here naval. My all-time fantasy laid spread out right in front of me, I couldn’t believe it. I unbuckled my pants and tried to get into her wet cunt. I was nervous as hell and exploded right as I started to enter her. Cum went everywhere but where I wanted it to. I never really felt the inside of her cunt with my shaft. We both scrambled to get dressed and I got out of there fast. I figured that I had just ruined my. I was feeling hurt and betrayed, and I was in a lot of emotional pain.Alan had taken the little truck out to get gas. When he came back, he announced, in a shocked voice, that he'd just heard on the radio that Jerry Garcia had died. He was a huge Dead Head, and it really affected him. That is how I remember when this all happened.After Alan returned, Suzie got a phone call. She came down the stairs and told me, "You are about to meet the most sensual man I have ever met." Hm. That sounded. “I need more.” He was definitely going to get more, because my cock was hard again and still dripping cum from the last time. With my fingers still in his ass I got to my feet and stood at the edge of the bed. “Are you ready to be fucked by a man, Tom Welling?” I asked, my hand thrusting savagely in his hole. “Yes,” he pleaded. “Fuck me, Jan. Fuck me hard.” xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I finally pulled my fingers out of him and swiped it through the copious amounts of cum all over his.