It was Sally's turn. She paraded past in a pair of white Capri pants that were very tight, but also looked very good on her, and a tank top that expos...ed her solid mid-riff, and almost the bottoms of her tits. She teasingly lifted it up as she passed by to reveal that she wasn't wearing a bra, and showed me her perfect breasts peaking under the thin material. She brushed her hand across my shoulder as she passed by, and then disappeared into the bedroom again. I heard some giggles on the other. Feeling the heat of her wet pussy grind against me, our hands gliding and massaging over each other, making each other moan and sigh in the steam as we tease and masturbate each other. My cock hardened, rising and growing thicker with the sensual intensity that my horny thoughts provoked. I couldn't resist fantasizing about feeling her hand squeezing and massaging around my shaft as I used my own hand to simulate her touch, teasing my fingers along my rigid length the way I wanted to feel her. You see there are two classes of piston airplane engines and they take two different octane ratings for their fuel. The refinery puts red dye in one and blue dye in the other, but people still get mixed up all the time. If the plane has the wrong fuel, it won’t fly correctly. The wrong fuel can lead to fatal problems. Turbine engines just need jet fuel. You need the anti-icing additives, but if the truck says “Jet-A” you will be good.The Director wanted to get some special cargo delivered to. "Do we have to use that?" "Yes." I lined my cockhead up to the opening to her hole and started slowly and gently started to work my cock into her tight love tunnel. "Do it now. Fuck me hard, now." She put her hands on my ass cheeks and pulled me toward her. I understood what she wanted so with one thrust I buried myself balls deep in my sister. "Aggghhh !" It was almost a scream but not quite. "Fuck me Paul." I started pumping my cock into her, slowly at first and then faster and.