‘Is it because of Anna?’ I asked. He gasped, ‘I…I…’, and kept looking down. I told him firmly, ‘Look at Anna.’ He looked up shyly. ...he turned and lifted her skirt, exposing her firm little behind. He moaned and a thick white drop leaked out of his throbbing cock. ‘Oh, oh, what’s that…’ I teased, ‘Anna is making the semen leak everywhere!’ He slid forward almost groaning as another the droplet came out and made a fine string from his cock to the tunnel between the tits. Anna gasped, her. My spunk was still seeping out of her. She giggled some more and started kissing my chest.“Oh yes, I’ve been playing with my butthole for years,” she stated as I watched her move further down on my body, near my bellybutton.” Ever since I started getting my first periods. I’ve just never gotten some alone time with a boy.” She continued as I pushed my index finger past her anus.“A girl like you? You could have any boy you want with that ass of yours!” I told her and moved my finger around in a. I had made her cum. I began to pound her harder, fucking her with a force and desire to make her beg for more. Problem was, my cock wanted its own release, and like an idiot, I hadn’t brought a condom. So, I pulled out and shot my load on her stomach.I kissed her lips and said, “Holy fuck! That was amazing.”“I agree,” she quietly purred.“Sorry about the mess, hon'.” Her stomach was covered in my cum.“You didn’t have to, I’m on the pill,” she giggled.We kissed for several more minutes, then. With the six leather seats and the interior appointments the plane was posh enough for corporate use yet rugged enough to be a company workhorse. Floats were an available option if you decided that you wanted to land on water. Howell had never equipped the plane with floats and Ron never did like the idea of landing on water. The cabin had soundproofing installed and was relatively quiet. At close to $400,000, fully equipped, it was definitely not for the weekend flyer. The avionics were.