I see the wind distorting their faces and feel it blowing my upper lip around. I try to tighten it and just start laughing. Sensei and Bill back away ...rom us and at some unseen signal, both humpmasters turn 180 degrees and open their chutes. I feel a huge jerk and I thank the nylon webmakers for the harness that keeps me connected to Skybox and that beautiful red rectangular airfoil that sits perfectly inflated at the end of a good many rayon lines above us. Now Skybox is flying that wing and. “He is more into the other stuff that people come to him for.”“So it’s more like a front for him.”“You can say that,” she answers as they exit the car.“And how exactly did you find this guy?” he asks.“I didn’t find him, he found me,” Angela says to him as she passes. She gives him a don’t ask look as she reaches for the door.Spencer shrugs, but pushes the question to the back of his mind for another time and follows her in. The shop looks like a junk yard. Shelves line the walls and fill up. His body right up against me and I can feel his thick cock poke at my ass. I then feel his hand on my shoulder and asking me if I was awake. I again mumble and try to wave him off. By this time the alcohol has taken it's effect and my head was swimming. "It's ok Son, Daddy's going to take real good care of his little man." He whispers in my ear as his hands gently slide from my shoulder, to my arm, and down to my ass. And as he carresses my bubble butt, he starts kissing my neck and sliding his. The watcher was enjoying this! She wanted to see a stranger getting molested. She even helped herself to a trophy.I leaned in and gave my reluctant lover a kiss. She didn’t part her lips, but that was okay. One can’t have everything. I started licking her face instead.The watcher seemed to like that. She shifted position nervously and sat her satchel more firmly in her lap as I licked the girl’s cheek.“Enjoying the show?” I asked quietly.“I most certainly am.” she replied just as softly.I.