Then, I took his knife and slashed the leader's back from behind. The leader then turned around and I spin-kicked him in the face. The other hijacker ...as behind me. So I turned around, took an ambassador's glass of gin on the rocks, took a sip, spat in his face, and stabbed him in the gut with the knife. I worked my Krav Maga on both the leader and the hijacker. I took the gun and shot them twice in the chest. I noticed the other hijacker with his .357 was heading to the pilot's area. I chased. He got me close to orgasm a couple of times but slowed down and backed off before I would cum - he was playing with me - and I was loving it. He was fingering my asshole and I could tell that he had more than oral sex on his mind. One finger, then two, and it was was obvious that he was loosening me up for his cock. After my ass was warmed up enough, he motioned me to lay down on the bed in front of him with both of us on our sides. He lifted one of my legs up toward my chest and I looked. There was a twinkle, a glimmer of delight. ‘Would she?’ I asked myself. Barely thirty seconds after I uttered those words, she spun around, unbuckled her belt, unbuttoned her jeans, lowered her zipper, and as she was bending over, she lowered them and wiggled her ass. Holy flirking bat smoke – she was commando and I was staring at the finest ass I had seen in a long time. I just had to; there was no sense in not. I reared back with my right hand and connected with her right cheek. SMACK! I. She wasn't very tall, I guess roughly 165 cm or 5'4, and had great breasts. They were at least a D cup. Every time I saw her I couldn't help but masturbate while I peeked at her from my bedroom window. Even when I was in my own garden and heard she was in hers as well, I would race up to my room to watch her and jerk off. This was, I think, the fourth summer in a row that it went like this. I had been doing this ever since she moved next door to us with her two sons. She was divorced and worked.
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