. My eyes glaze and my breathing is coming in hoarse pants...You look down and you can see my tits heaving.. The person walks by my big window again ...nd I’m cursing inside that I don’t have blinds.. She smiles at me as she walks past, completely oblivious. As I hear the warehouse door close behind her, my eyes roll back into my head and I moan in the back of my throat. I can feel the wet spot forming on my cargos.. You haul me up outta my chair by my hair and bring me to my door closing it,. You look so natural on yourlittle potty chair. Maybe Mommy will let her little girl keep it in herroom right next to her crib."Then Emily started, "Don't hold your dress and pretty slips so high.You wouldn't want George to see your privates now, would you?"Tears of humiliation rolled down my cheeks. "Get out! Get out of hereall of you. I'm going to tell Mom the truth. Now get out," I screamed.They retreated but my yelling brought Mom to the scene. "What's going onhere? You three get out. Emily ate her sandwich, but when I began to stand to take the wheel back, she gestured to me to stay where I was ... sternly. She took the wheel from Hazel, who sat next to me and asked,"John ... would you mind fetching my sandwich and coffee?"They were wedged in the corner of the cockpit. It wouldn't have been good enough if there'd been much motion, but that day it was fine. I picked them up and handed them to her; she patted the seat next to her and wouldn't take the cup and plate from my. My hands were exploring her deep valleys and high peeks. I was kissing her apple-red cheeks, her eyes, and forehead and licking her lobes. My hands were cupping her breasts and squeezing her round ass over her garments. The venture of my eager fingers made her horny and her breathing got heavier and uncontrollable. She was floating in the ocean of joy and ecstasy. I wanted to see her in her birth dress to feel her naked flash by my finger and thirsty tongue. I removed her saree and now she was.