A very pretty girl in her early teens came into the room. "What is it, Mum." She asked rather testily. Then she saw me."Oh!" Rich. This is your daught...er, Charlotte, known as Charlie."There are many words in the English language to describe the shock I had just received. Thunderstruck, bowled over, gobsmacked are just three, but they described my countenance at that moment. I had acted this emotion on more than one occasion, but I had never experienced it as such. I knew then my portrayal of the. It almost seems like I’m there in the cockpit with you. I take it you were in the Air Force? I doubt you’d have bailed with a plane full of passengers.”He gave the woman another evaluation. She was young, perhaps early thirties, with clear skin, straight black hair and deep brown eyes. The colorful flower tattoo showing through her parka around her neck revealed she still enjoyed her life. She was too sharp to play with. She might see beyond his lies.“Didn’t the tattoo cause you problems if. Make me burn.”I slide my hands up under her thigh length Raider’s shirt and palm perfectly enhanced tits. They’re slick with sweat and feverishly hot.“You’re already burning, doll.”“Make me burn more,” she begs, super tight pussy clinging to my shaft like a second skin as I slowly pull out.I pop free, shiver because of the insane temp drop, and spank her. “You want a little baby?” I ask, holding my bulbous head against her creaming slit. “You want me to hose down these slutty little walls and. I pull the thermocol box nearby and offer the two of you some drinks. Its scotch and ice. We start chatting and drinking. I notice your eye frequently staring at my crotch. Your husband notices it too. I pour you another stiff drink. Suddenly your husband suggests that we play strip poker. “No..” you say, blushing. “oh come on dear you never lose, so why are you scared.” your husband laughs. You agree reluctantly. I realize the two of you are horny, but I am not sure about your intentions..