'We had to refuel in London. It'll still be a long flight, but you're more than welcome to anything in my plane.''Thank you. It's greatly appreciated,... but I think I'll leave you to whatever it is you do and go catch a few Z's.' Kyle said, rising with his tea and brushing aside the curtain to the rest of the cabin.'Kyle, wait a moment please. I feel like I owe you an apology.'Kyle turned, a puzzled look on his face. 'An apology? What for?''For the way I acted earlier. I shouldn't have burdened. "You can pay later, but I can’t let you take the car until I have received payment, since we have already completed the work." Robert says sternly. "Is there no other way?" Ashley asks unheedingly. "I need to pick my husband and son from the airport early in the morning and have no other way to get there." The shop door slams shut as Steve walks in, wiping his hands on a rag. "Everything alright in here?" he asks, puzzled as to why he was told to close all the shops doors before Ashley took. School had let out a couple hours early on Friday the 20th. Andrea and I had gone straight to my house where we alternated between me giving her a good pussy eating and her giving me the best blow job. We did this for three straight hours. I do not truly remember how many times I emptied my cum. It must have been at least four; I believe, in her mouth, on her body, on her face, and again in her mouth. We had time enough to relax in the tub and wash our sweaty sex smelly bodies. When I. Hooking my left thumb down the waisteband of my shorts and jock, I pull them down to my knees. Then grabbing my now engorged cock, start a full fist stroke. Stroking kinda slow at first, then start tugging on my balls. I bend forward a bit, crunching the abs and making them “pop” and spit on the head of my mushroom head. Stroking up over the top, and then back down to the pubes again. I then place the heels of my big size 13 feet up on the bench, right under my ass cheeks, partly exposing my.