.”“Well, I ASKED you for that old DC-3,” she said.Don shook his head. “It’s FAST freight, redhead. Not anachronistic, slow and stylish freig...t.”Cindy kept on. “But man, the ‘style points’...”Teresa patted Don’s arm. “Baby, she’s playin’ you. Don’t be such an easy target.”“Look, guys, we’re not gonna get Cindy a DC-3,” I said. “So, Don, what do you have?”“We sell one of the Citations, that liquidity secures our slot in the Pilatus production queue, and we hit the bank for the rest.”“I got the. She held her own, not letting Him know that it was indeed quite painful or perhaps quite arousing, but in the end she did relent, as they all did, and let out a hiss between clenched teeth. He smiled wickedly as He heard the hiss and slowly released her aching nipples. She gasped as the blood flowed freely once more, ‘Damn it Robert…that hurt!’ ‘Oh, Kay, I’ll bet it made you wet. Should we see?’ His voice chiding as He moved His hand between her thighs seeking the heat and wetness He suspected. I felt like a big bear, next to her."Hmmmm," I said.Kim wanted to chat. I had just experienced some of the best sustained sex of my young life, was completely drained of precious bodily fluids, and eager for sleep.But women were this way, the world over. Buddy, you'd better stay awake a little while longer, make an occasional intelligent response -- or at least a meaningful murmur -- and keep your ears open. Don't worry, in all likelihood, she doesn't want any more sex. If you don't want any. Then he started fucking my slippery cunt like he'd done ita hundred time before. I had three more orgasms and I felt theboy's black sperm shoot up in me at least twice before he pulled hiscock out of me. After we had both had a chance to catch our breath, we saton the tile floor, facing each other in silence. Finally theyoung boy, who had just finished royally reaming my cunt, said,"I still can't believe that I've screwed a real woman!" I told him, "That was absolutely fantastic. .