Shenanigans... was. She didn’t jump my bones as soon as her parents slammed the car doors and pulled away. As I alluded to, she didn’t even come o...t of her room until they’d been gone almost half an hour.Even then all she did was come up to me, drape her arms around my neck, suck my lips for two or three minutes and sigh, “I am so glad I’m finally here.”“Me, too,” I said, squeezing her.“Really?” Her voice was high and I detected a trace of what sounded like insecurity.“Of course,” I said. I. I went to the sink and started washing my face, and Gabe came in.“Hey, bro, you want to get breakfast?”“Yeah, thanks.”“Alright, we’ve got more orientation shit at 10:30, so we probably don’t have time to get dressed. Here.” He handed me a pair of sunglasses and I followed him out of the dorm and across the street to the dining hall.After a cup of coffee and an omelette, I was starting to feel better physically, but I was still worried about last night, and about the fact that I was now naked in. Master guessed and slowed down even slower and even leaned forward squeezing my nipples till they were hard and reaching in the drawer by the bed side and pulling out a vibrated clit clamp. He pulled back my lips and I instinctly tightened around him. As soon as my clit was visible he snapped the clit vibrator on it, turning it to the lowest settings possible. I threw my head back in total exticy gasping for air that seemed to elude me. Cum master whispered fucking me so hard my breast jiggled. From the air it looks like a good track.The next stage is Portage to Arcadia for lunch and on to Lake Betsie and Frankfort. The SNJ has a range of 730 miles at 140 mph but there's no sense in being stupid about it. Landing fees and gas is lots cheaper than running out up there.Frequent landings would allow us to check things. Our SNJ is VERY used, a 1944 model. The logs document a thousand arrester gear landings and there's nothing like a controlled crash to find weak spots. Since there.