“Has your mum covered sex education yet?”“No.” Again puzzled expression on my face.“Can you tell me why this happens, Aunty Jen?”“Okaaay...y…”"...Right, girls are made differently to boys in that they have babies and…”“How differently?” I cut in.“Well, they don’t have a penis like you…” she said, looking at my throbbing cock.“… but they have a hole designed to take your, erm, penis. It needs to be hard like that to go in."I decided to act as innocently as possible.“Hmm, have you got one too? Can. "Did we knock him out, too?" Yes! You must have put a lot of power into that spell," I told them."We don't know. We were scared and just used it," Sheena told us, as she slipped into Pat's arms for some comfort. Shannon came into my arms also."Pat and I have been discussing what to do with him," I told them."Send him away! Far away!!" both girls answered quickly."We have considered that," I told them. "We need to interrogate some of the other men before we do anything though."Pat and I. I pulled her into my kiss, crushing her lips against mine, our tongues circling around and tasting each other. After a few minutes of intense kissing, we became so aroused. Our hands softly played with each other pussy's. We were both soaking wet! “Please fuck my wet pussy with that strap-on, Monica,” she begged, “I got so aroused watching Paul fucking you that way. I really need to be fucked now!” I looked at her and then to my friends. From the looks of pure lust on their faces, it was. And from the sounds in the cockpit, they’re running the startup checklist. In a minute, that beautiful five-bladed propeller is spinning, then we’re taxiing off the apron onto the north end of our runway.“Regional tower, Pilatus zero seven tango sierra at Dukes Field for departure on one eight, right turn after takeoff.”“Pilatus seven tango sierra, roger, no traffic known. Thanks for the call.”“Seven tango sierra, thank you. Good day.”Then we’re pushed by the thrust of the engine and we’re off.