"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. B...cause Dover was still snowed in last night the crew diverted here. The reputation of the airport and the national coverage of Atlantic 709 has gone far and wide." That is the last C17 off the Boeing assembly line before it was shut down in December. It was supposedly built for one of our allies with the standard prepayment schedule that Boeing. “Let me do you,” Murielle whispered excitedly, pulling on her shoulder and begging with her eyes.Miranda leaned back and climbed off Lisa’s thigh, exposing her soaked bikini bottoms all the while staring at the wicked blade in her sister’s soft but eager hand.“You know where I want that, don’t you?” Miranda grinned, her eyes gleaming with lust.“Right through the fabric?” Murielle asked coyly, already knowing the answer but needing to utter the question out loud purely for the added excitement. She swallowed all of hers and got up, staggering a bit as she walked out the room. I got up quickly, found the remote and clicked on her TV. When she returned she was carrying the bottle of brandy which was just about half full, and a bottle of orange juice, along with my glass. I took my drink which was already mixed and took a sizable gulp, halving the amount. I felt an almost instant rush. She came onto the bed, but quickly got up back. I saw her look down to the front of her pajamas bottom. With a cry of “oh god yes” he came, his semen spraying over Penny’s chest. Annie licked the last few drops off his cock as they kissed. Penny’s little tits were now dripping with cum. Suddenly she saw another boy standing over her, his cock in his hand. “Do you want to cum on me as well?” she asked. He nodded in reply and began to pump harder on his cock. His cock was thin but long. He didn’t take long to reach his climax, and when he did he came in enormous loops of warm thin cum, spraying it.