The question will be whether or not the acceleration dampers interfere with the radio's operation. If so it will be back to the drawing board for me. ...Normally I wouldn't rely on a computer model to tell me if that was true or not, but I'm aboard the Aer Lingus so that will have to be someone else's problem. One thing I discovered when I got aboard the Aer Lingus was that a normal Stagecoach class ship carries one pod (which is the 'Captain's' pod) with power and nine without. This is because. Her Syphaerel body was light and the blast actually knocked her from her feet, propelling her perhaps seven feet away into a puddle of cum. The next shot was for Valsivale, a gooey cat-sized wad of bull-spunk catching her full in the face, matting her hair all the way through and sealing both eyes closed. She spit out a mouthful of cum as she blindly tried to move. ‘Swallow my load!’ He commanded as he jammed his gaping cumslit to my lips, holding my shoulders in place as his colossal shot. He meant it to be a chaste buss but Leslie had other ideas. She slipped her tongue into his mouth. When he pulled back, she flashed her crooked little grin.“I love you, Jacob Turner, and I missed you more than I thought I ever would.”The three talked for a minute before Jake went into the barracks to get Mo. His classmates ribbed him about not hurting himself over the weekend as he bounded up the stairs. Jake changed into jeans and a sweatshirt, grabbed the bag he had packed for the weekend,. A minute later…. I felt the love seat move. Mrs. Cotton was already standing up. She looked down at me, my t-shirt covering my cum soaked cock. “Remember what I said. This was just a one time thing. I still love my husband. Our little secret. Now please go get washed up before your Mom comes down for dinner.I had two slices of pizza as I sat at the dinner table. My eyes were looking straight into Mrs. Cotton deep cleavage. She was sitting directly opposite of me. I was paying no.