I shivered as his index and middle finger entered my silky wet depth. Twist, turn, push, pull. His fingers worked wonders in me. My labia was swollen ...and glistening from my juices. All you could hear were the sounds of my deep moans, and the slip slapping sound of his finger fucking my cunt.My father got on his knees, and placed his hands on my thighs. Slowly he ran his tongue up and down my pussy. From time to time he would softly kiss and blow warm air onto my pussy. I groaned and held onto. Black replied.“We have a little of everything in the flight line; Beechcraft, Cessna trainers and Cessna business jets, Gulfstream G5s, 450, 550, Bombardier 200s, C130s, C5, Thrush crop dusters and Bell 407 choppers,” Lorrie replied. I could tell Lorrie had some pride in the aviation division.A group of men came into the terminal wearing the Sikorsky logo on their uniform jackets and caps.“Looks like the technicians are here. Lets take them to your shop and look things over, and then I would. They are lined up along what Lucy assumes is a wall on the far side of the room. A loud voice then proclaims: My friends! May I have your attention! Our entertainment has arrived! Please stay seated, we shall escort your slaves to your tables for you, one per table. Lucy is eventually disconnected, and forced through a sea of grasping hands, which feel her all over as she is dragged by. She begins to whimper as she is thrown down on a wooden table, its rough surface causing her skin. Tommy had kept his word and not called, even on their regular night to let her know what time he might get home. Because of classes, tests, and having to pack his room Sandy figured it would be late. Not really settled anymore in her mind’s eye Sandy retired to her bedroom where she undressed…then pausing for a few minutes…continued to strip herself naked. She put her sheer blue robe at the end of the bed…giving her a glimpse into the subconscious workings of her mind…and her heart. Every car.