”“I remember them. Their low profile shape made them a bitch for our radar to detect.”“Well, Cal noticed them and pictured one of them placed ...on the back deck of the Stiletto. We checked, and it fits. If we built a frame to help hold it in place and added a detachable cover / deflector to reduce friction and give it some protection during high speed runs, then we could carry at least an extra four hundred gallons of fuel. When you got close to your destination the bladder could be drained into. He has me cornered so I smile nervously say thank you and try to leave. He wont let me pass and he still hasn't said anything to me. I can feel my pulse quicken as I assess my options. Either I can run away screaming, or I wait and see what he wants. I choose the latter and wait as he steps closer to me. He is standing about 6 inches away from me and startles me as he pulls my bag away from my body. He finally speaks and says "Dont make a sound". I stand there silently waiting for his next move. Then mom left the room in a huff. A few minutes later she came back in and said she had an idea. "How about I let look at me naked while you stroke yourself, but you can not touch me." "Will that help you out?" she said. Okay. So we went to her room and mom got naked and laid on the bed.She handed me some kleenex. My cock already being hard and lubed up I was ready to go. Mom laid there and closed her eyes. I stroked away as I looked over her shaggy boobs and little pot belly then down to her. It just didn’t seem right to me. And I got so much more pleasure out of it when both my cock and tongue were being stimulated.And Em’s pussy was incredible. I’d touched it and frigged her to orgasms but I’d never tasted her before. It was beautiful. I thought that I could die happy with my face between her legs. This was my idea of paradise.She must have thought it was pretty good, too, because she drenched my face with her come a few seconds before I filled her stomach.“Why don’t you grab a.