He ran through familiar steps, stuff I’ve done before, except that this time the cruising altitude was Flight Level 250 – basically 25,000 feet. T...at’s waaay above what my planes will do. I could get the twin to 25,000 feet, but there’s no reason for it. She’s not pressurized and I’d have to breathe oxygen. Not fun.I asked a few questions, then we went out and did the preflight on the Citation. We saw a big SUV pull up, and four guys get out.“Our passengers,” he said. “We’re professionals.. I wanted him to be gentle but it quickly became evident that this was not his intention. He rubbed his swollen cock onto my lips to make sure they were parted and ready before pushing hard with his hips and plunging deep into my shocked and swollen cunt. I screamed with a mixture of pleasure and shock. No pain (thank goodness) but a shock at being so completely filled. No not filled- stretched! He wasn’t choosing which of my walls to rub with his cock; he just smashed the lot with his. Everything had gone the wrong way. A crappy presentation. Coffee spilling over. A long lecture from the boss. It had been a hard long day. I was driving back home as the sun set when bam my car spun out of control. I pushed the brakes hard and eventually it stopped on the side of the road. Got out and voila! A flat tyre. Cursing loudly I pulled out of my phone and called my wife.'Hey honey I'm gonna be a bit late. Tyre blew out''Oh okay, how was your day?''Hard. I'll tell you when I get. "What are you doing here?" I said. "Aren't you working today?" Silly boy, it's Sunday," she said. "I just got out of church and I'm feeling randy. Aren't you going to ask me in?" She gave me a saucy look, and raised the hem of her skirt to reveal most of her thighs."Uh, I don't know," I stammered. "I—I don't really feel so great."She put a hand on my chest and pushed me inside. "A little too much to drink last night, hmmm? I know how to make you feel better." No, really Justine—" Come on," she.