As we passed it around M was still sitting on the arm of my seat. Her very nice breast were rubbing on my arm as we talked. D decided to make a beer r...un. We continued to finish the joint. Still sitting on the arm of the chair she leaned over and kissed me on the head saying it was great to see me. Ad we parted our eyes meet and we kissed. We continued to kiss giving me an instant hard on. She slid into my lap as we embraced. My hard cock poking her ass. She began rubbing my hardness. She slip. I extended my tongue and used its full surface on her labia, licking in an upward motion. She gasped and I felt her fingers on the back of my head, gently pushing. Her thighs rose up and she rested them on my shoulders. “Christ…that’s good…” I pushed my tongue inside her, lapping enthusiastically, moving up and then flicking the tip of it against her clit. Then I took it in my mouth and sucked on it. “Ah…ah….oh fuck…” I could feel her hips writhing, pushing herself against me. When I felt. His tongue brought me to my first intense orgasm of the night in less than two minutes. I dug my nails not only into the sofa but into his hair as the orgasm sent a shudder through my body, and it lasted longer than I’d have thought, especially since he didn’t stop until I pushed him up with my hands. I sat up and immediately went for his pants, pulling them down to reveal his thick, hard member. I stared at it, not entirely shocked by its size but pleased. I licked my lips and took it in one. One tells if you are lined up with the runway centerline and the other tells whether you are above or below the ideal glide path to the minimum approach altitude above the runway. In order to fly a safe approach, the pilot has to be able to see the runway a minimum altitude above the runway. If the pilot can’t see the runway due to fog or rain or snow, they need to either climb to the altitude to safely clear all terrain and man-made structures, go around and try again, or go to another airport.