He licked my pussy lips with his tongue stuck his tongue into my pussy and sucked very softly on my clitty in a few menutes I was cumming all over his...face, he keeped on doing my pussy until he made me cum again when I look down at his cock it was standing proud, I said you look ready for the main cource, I sat on his cock and it slided all the way in like he was made for my pussy we started slow, I’d slide up very slowly on his cock than I’d drop down very hard on his cock I was ready to have. The second application of cold beer did the job. I had slipped a second hood over my head, and this one had a skull painted on it in white paint. Martha was quite an artist, and she had done an outstanding job.The man woke up, saw my mask, and screamed. My intention had been to look like a skull floating in the air, but there was enough light from the TV to make me barely visible, and I think that actually heightened the effect. He kept mumbling to himself, "Madre Deus!" It took me a moment to. I was glad that I didn’t try to be a big shot and not be able to defend myself.A guy with his badge on a lanyard around his neck came up to us ten minutes later, and we were able to point out where the men were next to my Citation. The man used a walkie-talkie to direct some others I couldn’t see, and then had another man that was about my size take my overnight sport bag and begin walking out to the aircraft. I watched as the man casually walked out toward the plane. There suddenly were three. She moved her head close to get a good look and ran her fingers all over my balls. Lifting them, stroking them, and every second of it was bliss. What now? she asked. Ok, now we will move on to the shaft, so I want you to grab it in both hands. Your hands will be too little to be able to do it with just one. She kneeled up and grasped my shaft, wrapping her tiny hands around its thickness. Like this? Just like that, only now you have to stroke it, like this I covered her little hands with.