Christine found Lauren where she had been thrown during the crash, wedged down in between two seats. The two girls struggled to escape the wreckage an...d once outside the airplane ran back toward the tail section of the fuselage. Whilst there, partially concealed beneath the rear stabilizer of the battered DC-3, Christine administered to Laurens wounds. The cuts were found to be superficial and most of the bleeding had stopped when Raul?s hunting party rushed the crash site. Since most of the. The additional paperwork gave me a reason to have her come back, but I needed to let her know that I didn’t realize what was going on until I had already fucked it up. I decided the direct approach was called for, otherwise I might lose her altogether. Looking at her with pleading eyes I said, “I want to apologize. I didn’t realize that you were showing off to me because you like being watched. I thought you were doing it as a way to come on to me, so I was trying to get everything done so. “No, your Dad and Sheela, Your Mom and Nagarathna were covered by their sons. But your Dad’s glistening cock going in and coming out of Sheela’s pussy was awesome. You know that old pervert Rajanna sitting in his wheel chair was fingering Sheela’s pussy with one hand and squeezing her tits with other… My God, and they were talking normally as if your Dad was walking on a tread mill. What about you? You are wet and juices are flowing all over your thighs upto knees. What turned you on?” I asked. Half the time their back seats were full of junk, like they were garnering supplies for some sort of covert mission for PETA. The White Bitches were my least favorite, thinking that whomever they were driving were the most precious cargo on the highway, and needed to get them wherever they needed to go, even if that meant cutting me off and making me swerve into the guardrail. Not a good time.Generally speaking, you tend to see a lot of the same cars when you're driving across the country on.