Finally, Tim pulled his lips from mineand slowly starting kissing my ears and neck. I was covered in goosebumpsand felt my cock twitching. He worked h...s way down to my collarbone, thenleaned back a little. This exposed my breasts, my nipples rock hard fromdesire. He looked up at me and asked 'may I?' I nodded yes, feeling asubmissive rush similar to how I felt earlier with Justin, only with anoverlay of attraction to Tim. He kissed, sucked, and lightly bit mynipples, sending shivers of pleasure. ."£10 for your panties, I want to lick them, suck your pussy juice off them and then rub them all over my hard cock until I cum and rub my jizz into your love juice"Oh my God! What??? Is he serious?! How randomly bizarre, but what the hell. I could do with the money and I could always buy some more with the tenner and have a few quid left over. I pause for a moment in the toilet, finding myself wet at the thought of another man smelling my panties and being turned on by them. I sit on the lid. Once Joy had a chance to rest and calm down from her first flight instruction (a little sex in their cabin helped with that), they returned to the plane for more flying time. Doug flew them a safe distance from the Zeppelin and they found a safe place for Joy to practice takeoffs and landings. Doug landed them and took off several times to make sure that she understood the basics, then he had her do touch-and-goes until the nervous willies had left her. Neither one knew how many times they did. Her old sagging mattress and thin, worn sheets usually evade comfort, forcing her to fight the springs and the lumps for slumber, and bundle for warmth. But at this very moment on the day that should have been, was supposed to be, was publicized by the Mayan calendar as being the last, the bumpy bed offered an unusual comfort. This sort of trouble was unusual for Tricia. Usually the good girl in any crowd, Tricia never made waves, never went to the edge. This was all so very new. Foggy and.