"Oh Frank, I'm going to cum, don't stop, fuck me, finger me Frank!" Frank sank two digits into Erica's tight now very wet cunt. He began to pull them ...in and out while keeping up the constant suction on her clit. She reached her climax and began to cum. Rivulets of cunt cream ran down Frank's fingers and onto the upholstery. She moaned and pinched her own nipples to the point of pain. After her orgasm she leaned back in the seat to catch her breath. Frank removed his fingers and gave Erica a. The second investigation was what had caused the wings to warp. The data tapes were reviewed several times when Martha realized that when the craft left the two circumnavigation laps pulling up to space, the stress indicators were pegged at maximum and the true stress would never be known for sure. Martha went to her computer and started running computer models starting with the factual data they had. The models were still within acceptable limits until they reached mach 31, and the stress. He was way too busy to be playing trash man on his day off. But he could forgive Cindy for signing him up. Hell, he could even forgive her for deciding not to show up. What he probably shouldn’t forgive her for was the fact that she didn’t think it important to let him know. Now he was the sucker cleaning up the beach with strangers. And he knew he should be mad. But Jake just smiled. He couldn’t be mad at his sister, not really. Not when there were two very good reasons to let it go. Reason. ”Lynn was breathing hard and rubbing her vagina. Her fingers dug into my leg as her hips squirmed. I was really hot too, watching her and feeling my own vagina and feeling her hot leg. I don’t know where I got the courage to say this, but I nervously whispered to her: (“did you (gasp) need some help reaching your climax, Lynn?” )…She moaned and whispered back: (“..if you’ll do me,…(gasp)…I’ll do you Julie.” ) We had never done that before. We had the best and most wonderful night we‘d ever.