..it couldn't have been too long. You heard the sound again over the quiet crackling of the fire...footsteps in the snow coming toward your front door... They stopped, and then a gloved hand rapped softly on the heavy wood.You got up and went to the door. "Who's there," you called out. You were glad you had bolted the door securely as your mother had taught you."Snow shoveling, ma'am...at your service." The voice through the door sounded friendly and familiar. You peered through the peephole just. One of your fingers slipped into my mouth and the others wrapped around my jaw. My mouth closed down around your finger as you began to thrust into me with strong thrusts. I could feel your hips press against my ass as you shoved forward with them, the sound of our skin clashing echoed through the room. Your pace heightened and my moans slipped out with each thrust of your hips. I could hear you grunting behind me, causing me to bite down on your finger from the sheer sound of your pleasure. My. .”I hear you need a lift to Langley, I smiled and nodded I put on the flight suit. And said, “ What the hell do I lose all my clothes again?” I looked over my shoulder at Clancy having a belly laugh at my expense. “ Don't worry Major your baggage is going first class it will be at Langley when you arrive.” The Pilot I remembered said to call him Pete on our last flight. “ Well Pete whats up this time?”“Well it seems The Army just wasn't happy with in flight training. Now you are going ti take. I nodded. David's fingers worked swiftly on the buttons of my hipsters. My cock sprang free, open lips and a warm mouth greeted it. He bobbed greedily on my shaft; hands slipped from my waist onto the top of my jeans then slid them down off my hips. These warm soft hands cradled my buttocks, fingers searching the cleft between them. A digit stopped on my anus gently probing to see if I was a virgin of not. I wasn't and he pushed up into my muscular tube. This man was a maestro, playing a tune.