“I love a good arse and kissing and licking it, it is one of my favourite turn-ons,” I whisper as I do just that while Joanna watches jealously.�...You always were a bitch and tried to have our men all for yourself,” Joanne hisses, “Look at the size of his cock already.”“My arse is as good as yours, though not as big.“Better still come to the bed and lick my arse first, while Paula watches,” Joanne smiles as she takes my hand and leads me to the bed: and her arse really is very good I note as she. Wasn’t long before she was down with her head bouncing up and down in my lap jumping up flashing her tits as I told her when another was coming, then Amy told me to pull over and fuck her but there was nowhere to stop for far as the eye could see. Amy doesn’t care as we fucked in front of people before and as soon as I see anywhere to pull and stop I’m out in trees right next to road with cock still out ready to go. She wonders over only in white underwear and a hat bends over pointing her sexy. "Sure, but may I ask you what you were thinking about" "Nothing" blushing"Don't lie to me Alex" Actually it was a kind of dream" What was it about ?" It.....it was about ....sex, Tom"I thought it was the right time for making true my dreams."Wow that's great. Can you define it?" Nope ! it was a personal one" Alex please , we are friends!"He bite his under lip and looked down that suddenly he pointed to my groin and started to laugh"Oh my God Tom , you have a boner"'God damn' I have forgotten. Twenty minutes gets us there, I get one touch and go, then we head back to his home airfield.I know it’s coming. I’m cruising along, just under a hundred miles an hour at four thousand five hundred feet, trimmed out just fine on a course of just a little west of due south. Life is good.And the engine dies. Well, it doesn’t die, because first thing I do is put a hand on the throttle, but in my ear I hear, “You lost your engine.”“Okay. Fly the plane first.” I trim up for glide. “Second, make the.