They pumped me for a while and then they stopped for a minute and I could her them moving around and then I felt her warm breath on the head of my pul...ing penis! Then I felt her soft lips kiss the head and suck it as if to taste it. She then did what I had pictured when I saw her earlier and engulfed my dick all the way down, so far down that I could hear her breathing through the hole and I could see the tip of her nose. She deep throated me several times and would pull off each time to look. And he was trying to get the chords right. Chords. Not cords. Not cords you can use to hang on drapes or cords you can use as tassels on lampshades. But cords you could use to kill yourself with. Your own private garrote. Your own private false fantasy world comes true. But the music he made, he had to keep that in mind. So he pressed the Chords. And he tried to think what he had said before. He tried to think the long silences were his chord strokes having an effect. Not that he particularly. It’s Sooooo jiggly.” The Perv said as he pulled one of her butt cheeks outward and then letting it go taking in her full jiggle.“I have you here today for a new fantasy I’ve been working on. Normally I change the girls as I see fit, but I want you to be in charge of how you’ll change. I’ll mention a part of your body and you will tell me how to alter it.”Veronica thought this was a trick. She could simply demand no changes and he’d oblige. She didn’t want to become a sex object. He had. Don't forget that they both need two pilots."I've also been told that there's a Bell 214ST coming available, probably on Friday; and the same source is offering some unspecified training helicopters. Are you interested?" Yes, to both. If you should hear about any Twin-Otters," I told him, "My colleague down at LAWest who runs Halcyon says she needs some. I might too."After asking me out to supper next week, he finally ended the call.This time I did manage to go and tell Jenny that Santa Claus.