As he got close to me he started to ask me something, so I quickly shushed him, and pulled him into the bathroom.I locked the door behind us and gave ...im a big kiss, whilst massaging his cock."I need to say thank you for my drink." I told him, giving him a cheeky smile and crouching down. I quickly dealt with his belt and fly and he offered no resistance when I pulled down his boxers with his trousers.His cock was nicely trimmed and he was starting to get wood. I stood up quickly and whipped my. I paused for a moment. I wasn't sure what I was doing but I began pumping it again, it felt so good in my hands! A little bit of precum was glistening on the tip, I gave it a little lick."Mmmm, good girl" he said. Being called a girl kinda caught me off guard but strangely made me excited and made me want to please him more. I gave it another lick, this time starting way down at the bottom and licking all the up to the dripping tip, it tasted salty and sweet and I wanted more! It was so big!. She rose up to meet me and she was open ready for me. I went inside her. She was very tight and wet. She was moaning like she was hurt. I stopped. She said “keep going it feels good.” As I was moving inside I felt resistance. It was her hymen. I pushed through and she cried out. I stopped again. After a couple of minutes she said “don’t stop I want it all.” Her head was rolling side to side. He hips were thrusting up to force me deeper inside. There was urgency in her moves. I pushed. The engines starting up on the S-61L made further conversation impossible. As soon as I was buckled in, I connected all the girls and began to replay my memories of my visit to the farmhouse.The big Sikorsky touched down at the Downtown Manhattan Heliport on Pier Six just before eleven o'clock. The return flight had been smooth with only a small amount of Sunday morning traffic slowing our approach to Manhattan. Mr. Graham had arranged a car to take us to the office on Park Avenue."I'm going to.