It was a couple of minutes after eleven when we pulled into the driveway. I think Mary was beginning to realize how transparent she'd been and got out...as soon as we stopped and rushed into the house."The game doesn't start till 1:30 but Coach wants us there by noon. When do you think we should leave, Jack?"He looked at his watch. "We'll never get there by noon. 12:30, maybe, if we're lucky." Shit. It's not that far, is it?" Shoulda let me go back to bed. Then we wouldn't have this problem." You. ”I eased the pressure from my toes and we rolled slowly.“Steer with your feet,” she said. “There’s a bit of lag. Takes a lot of pedal to get you to change directions.”It does. But if I don’t go fast, and I’m not, we’re okay. There’s not any other traffic, so I taxi down the runway to the far end. There’s a run-up pad off one side.“Steer onto the pad. I’m watching.”An hour later we’re landing. I’m following on the controls and letting Cindy do this part. She’s been giving me a running narrative. Before I even got to letting Liem know I was coming, she was on the phone to me, “Oh, I will be happy to see you again, Mr. Steve, and show you around over the weekend; how’s that?” “That sounds a fine idea, Liem, and I will bring my camera this time.” “Sounds promising, Mr. Steve. Can I ask a favour? Could Ping travel up in your car for the weekend also? We haven’t seen each other for almost two years, and I just spoke with her, and we thought you might agree to help….is that OK, Mr. Steve?”. His grunts were getting louder and I could feel spittle on my back as his fucking became more animalistic and brutal. I was thrusting back to meet his fucks as hard as I could. I had never felt this high without chemicals. At that moment I wished I was a bitch and he was breeding me. I could feel him swelling getting ready to release his seed into my ass womb.One of his hands left my hip and mercilessly grabbed my balls through my jock and rubbed his arm up and down my crotch. That warm wet.