But in my memories, the taste of her pussy was tantamount to the Ambrosia of the gods.As Charie’s hands pressed against the back of my head her quie... “oohs” reminded me of a kitten purring. Her legs opened and closed against my head and face as she ground her bottom against the seat. As I sucked her warm, wet lips in and out between mine I wondered how I was going to get my turgid cock inside her. Unzipping my fly I flopped my nearly nine-inch organ out of my pants then took her hand and put it. His hands were all over her breasts and he kissed her neck and ears. The quivering of her thighs and the spasms of her Kegel muscle pleasured Mitchell almost as much as the movement. When Martha regained her strength she stood up and lied down on the floor, telling Mitchell to get on top of her. She raised both of her legs up and over one of his shoulders as he entered her. Her pussy was too sore for any more pounding and so she told him he’d have to find another way to cum. So he took himself. “Yea, I know what to do with nosey little sluts like you.” he says.He spanks her again and again in till she’s crying and begging him to stop.Then pressing her face down into the mattress he rubs & squeezes her perfect ass and pussy. Taking his time he works two fingers into her tight little pussy and starts to slowly finger fuck her.Beth can’t believe what is happening to her & how turned on she is as she pushes her ass back onto his fingers, trying to get them deeper inside her.Then suddenly. Matt gawked, thinking that it was a good thing he hadn’t had a mouthful of soda or he’d have sprayed it all over the plane’s interior.“Say what?” Matt gasped.“You have no idea how much money you have--or had--in the account that you told us to hang on to,” he chuckled. “This set of raids has already confiscated sufficient money that we were able to buy enough good confiscated helos to have one at every major airport close enough to you that it can reach your place without refueling. We’ll have.