But then the Cessna was an easy plane to fly. I handed her the controller and told her to wait for me before doing anything. I refueled the plane and ...tarted the engine. As I walked back to her she said, ‘I hope you don’t mind if I taxi it around.’ I turned to look and saw that she was skillfully running it to the end of the taxiway. She turned it around, brought it to the end of the runway and signaled that she was ready for take-off. I came next to her and said, ‘Let me have my hands where I. Monica placed her coffee down, took Nigel's away, turned to him started to passionately kiss him, he returned the complement and they again started a passionate smooch, heads rolling and tongues in each others mouths. Nigel got up and stripped off supporting his menacing 7 inches of fat vein bulging cock at full mast. I removed the coffees from the side tables for fear of being knocked over by the in passion couple as Nigel went back to my wife, hand straight into her panties and fingers. You've got two of the horniest cougars you'll ever see, we have plans for you, young man."Mia pulled her head back and stood up to take me in her arms and kiss me, tonguing my mouth, just fucking me with her tongue, while her hands roamed over my back and butt."We better get some suntan lotion on, it's beginning to heat up," Erin said as Mia added, "Yeah, I'm beginning to get heated up myself. Come on, David, you can do us, then, heh, heh, we'll do you, you'll love that," she said as they both. What are we going to do?’ ‘Come with me, slut. I’ll take care of it.’ ‘Where are we going?’ she whined. ‘We’re going to see her. I’ll explain everything to her.’ ‘NO!’ she gasped, causing heads to turn in the hallway. ‘Are you questioning me, slut?’ he asked her sotto voce. ‘Yes. Maybe. No,’ she whimpered softly. He pulled her aside, into an alcove. ‘Who am I?’ ‘Y-y-you’re Alan. I don’t understand.’ ‘Who am I to you?’ ‘My m-m-master.’ She began to tremble slightly. ‘If I say that we’re going.