”“Too good to last too long.” They were now slamming into each other. Dirk let go of Kara’s tits and wrapped his hands around her ass. “Help...me!” Kara urged breathlessly. Dirk took a tight grip of her ass and guided her as she rode his cock ever more ferociously. Faster and faster they went - harder and harder.“Oh my god!” Kara shouted out. She threw her head back and grabbed hold of her breasts. She shook violently as if electrocuted. Her mouth went wide in a silent scream.Kara’s excitement. I’d decisively gotten the edge on her and reveled in it and I wanted to be damn sure she was under thumb. But Marie didn’t flinch a bit at the name-calling and kept the compliant docile demeanor that she had fallen into, once I’d made my point. She knew I wanted a high heeled slave whore in my house who kept her cunt mouth shut, who fucked, sucked and served as and when told. In her journal, which she was required to write from that day, she wrote, ?Yesterday I was Marie and today I am. OK. Here it comes. She wanted me to ask, so I asked. "No, why?" Because this rig is flying at 35,000 feet!" she said. "We're gonna have to join the seven-mile-high club, instead!" Hey, Kimmy!" she whispered, leaning out into the aisle. "You want to join the seven-mile-high club?"Kim looked past Tess at me, and the look said, "Here we go again."Tess leaned back over in my direction. "I found a really big restroom," she said. "Well. It's not that big, I guess, but it's really big -- for an. Martins Schwanz drückte unangenehm und zu allem Überfluss verstand er mal so gar kein Wort. Leise fluchend sah er wie Mila dem Fremden ermunternd anlächelte, sie spielte verführerisch mit einer feuchten Locke ihre Haare und tippte irgendwas in das Handy des Mannes, der kurz darauf weiterzog.Martin, immer noch nicht in der Lage sich umzudrehen, zischte Mila an, „was wollte der hässliche Alte von dir und um Himmels Willen, du hast dem miesen Wrack hoffentlich nicht deine Handynummer gegeben?“Mila.