“Are you enjoying this? Are you a fucking little slut that gets off on being spanked? This is supposed to be punishment for sucking someone’s cock...without telling me”.“You sex crazed little slut” I say. “What am I going to do with you? This spanking is supposed to be punishment and it’s turning you on. Your thighs are wet - your pussy is so wet it’s soaking your thighs. That’s not what is supposed to happen. You are NOT supposed to play with your clit.” I pull off my tie and grab your hands. I. Uh ... two oh one five, stop screwing around. This is an assigned aircraft control frequency used to control aircraft in flight. Get off this frequency if you are not an aircraft! Over." Detroit Metro, Detroit 2015, we are a superluminal vessel, and will call you again after entering atmosphere. Sorry we were no aware of local rules. Detroit 2015 out."Bout damn time. I went back to working the rest of the traffic on my board for the next thirty five seconds or so. Then a Canadian air cargo. Suddenly I really wanted Paul to cum, moaning and writhing as his cock jerked in my mouth. The pace of my sucking increased, and I began to suck him farther and farther in, almost gagging myself as I mouth-fucked his dick with saliva bubbling from the corners of my lips.I forgot about everything else, and made his orgasm my only goal. He couldn't hold out against my desire for long, and soon his cock was spurting out the cum I found myself craving. The taste was more bitter and salty than. And all you say is don't sell my dreams short. Screw my dreams, hell, for that matter, just screw me."I stared at her in shock. "You said you didn't want your first time to be in the back of the car," I protested weakly."So, there's still a lot of things we can do short of that, aren't there?" Well..." Damn it, John, you're doing it again. Get me off that fucking pedestal! I don't want to be a "good girl". I want to be your girlfriend. If I were Liv, or Mary Jo, or even Gail you wouldn't.