Jo told me about her own experiences."Wasn't anything like this," she said.Our trip home was as wondrous as the trip there. I can definitely see why D...n and Cindy (and everyone else in the bunch, apparently) would cling to personal aviation as a transportation mode."Wanna take the scenic route on the way home?" Dan asked."Scenic route?" I questioned."Yeah, we talked," Cindy chirped. "If you want, we fly south, hit the coast, then turn west. Different scenery than four hundred miles of pine. “In”, she said. I walked into her rooms for the first time.Matron was a tall slim woman in her mid forties. Her dark brown hair was kept neat and tidy in a bobbed style and she wore thick horn-rimmed glasses that almost, but not quite, hid the glint in her frost blue eyes. She had a long face and prominent teeth, she was no beauty, but she had a very nice body, with curves where you would expect them to be.She beckoned me into the room and moved towards a long cupboard, the sort of which you. Balancing on one leg, keeping my nipple in his mouth, I was able to shake a leg out of my jeans and panties to open for him.Soon, he had two fingers inside me as he stroked his lovely, long cock.His lips let go of me to ask, "Did you ever suck off Uncle Neil?" Why are you asking, Simon? Is that perhaps a hint?" Could be." Why not just ask me?" Would you suck me?" You didn't say, please." Please," he said and I raised up and pulled my jeans and panties completely off and knelt on the bed over. " I said quietly, unsure if she heard me.She flashed me a big smile, "I'll bet you could."With a little laugh, she led me back to the kitchen. I finished my beer and gave her the money from my wallet."Thanks," she said with a big smile. We stood looking at each other. Her eyes were brighter and she seemed a little flushed. I felt warm and noticed my heart beating faster. My cock started swelling as she looked into my eyes and suddenly the room felt hot, filled with sexual tension.Without a word.