The white woman’s smooth hand and gentle caressing of his sack was too much. Grabbing Mindy’s head with both hands, he thrust his prick as far as ...it would go, mashing Mindy’s nose and mouth against his sweaty crotch and his curly back pubic hair.Mindy had a brief reuniting with reality. His cock was slipping into the top of her throat and she seriously thought she would choke. She fought the gag reflex but the clenching of those muscles only enhanced the native’s experience. His butt muscles. Grandpa found a couple of plastic plugs for the fuel lines on the tank, and that was removed as well. I set to work on the firewall, removed it, and tucked it away with the rest of the parts.Just like that, Grandpa and I were staring at a bare red frame.“Royal blue, you say?” Grandpa drawled, running his fingers over the downtubes.“I was hoping so, but if it saves money to skip painting the frame, I can live with that.”“Nah, it’s pitted and chipped, and worn off entirely on the lower left. I am rapidly descending back into my own world again when I feel him take off my shoes and then quickly my socks. He kisses each foot gently, making me giggle as my feet as so darn ticklish. This goes on for a few minutes until suddenly stops and my laughing slowly subsides. He moves up my body to unbutton my slacks and shuck them down my hips. They join my socks and loafers. He then repeats his actions from before, kissing from my ankles to my hips this time. I fist the covers as he nears the. ”“Ma’am, I stood before an Admiral’s board after the Windemere incident. The entire board was out for blood, and Colonel Montgomery was missing. Because I was senior and commanded the escape flight, I was chosen as the sacrificial goat. I am used to hostile questioning. Proof of that is my avoiding the gallows. And to tell you the truth, my comrades also avoided punishments. Some of them are still in the fleet. And they quietly remain my friends. Which is fine, I know who they are, and the FN.