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The Summers Drive update

Added 2025-02-04 01:00:03 +0000 UTC

“Since it’s just us in the Blackbird, you don’t mind if I get comfortable?” Jean asked without asking, in the way of a wife.

Scott licked his lips as he studied her. He’d trained with the flight simulator to the point that he could do the pre-flight in his sleep, but right now Jean was distracting him far more than simple unconsciousness ever could.

Jean didn’t have a stitch on. Her nipples were dark roses blooming from the coppery depths of her tanned skin. Her breasts heaved with intense desire and her green eyes burned. Scott’s stare lowered down her smooth, rounded belly to the glossy serving of red hair at her groin. The fiery delta parted, like a carefully tended garden, to display her pinkly swollen lips. As always, the sight of them was enough to flare a lustful heat in him.

“Not at all,” Scott said. “I know I get tired of having my uniform cover me from neck to ‘nails.”

Jean smiled. “We need to make another trip to the Savage Land. Put you in a loincloth for a while.”

“And if I forget my loincloth? What then?”

“I could think of somewhere to hide any offensive material…”