She kneels before me on a coffee table, her thighs lashed tight to her ankles and her collared neck tied down to her knees. I love watching her finger... claw desperately at the knots holding each wrist to its opposite elbow so her arms make a triangle behind her back.I settle into my armchair and admire her long blonde hair. It has just enough wave to give it a flowing texture as it cascades over her shoulders from underneath the straps of the gag that's holding her mouth permanently open for my. I asked “Do you want to cum again?“ and barely loud enough to hear she responds “yes”. I said “Reach down and spreadyour fucking ass cheeks then.“ Carrie had stopped playing with her pussy and was laying on her side holding MIllie's right hand with both of hers. Millie reached down with her left hand and grabber her ass cheek as I pushed that leg back and picked up my pace again. Holding her there I stroked her little cum-drenched pussy as deep as I could from various angles. I focused on her. It took a few days before they really got going.6 long weeks of sailing later, Angie piloted her ship into the docks of paradise.As soon as the anchor was dropped, the gangway plank landed on solid land for the first time in over 2 years."Yar!! Here we be, crew!"Angie cheered along with her crew.Almost immediately they all spilled off of the ship.Some were so happy to finally make it to land, that they got down on their knees and kissed the cobblestone beneath their feet.As she stepped off the. She slowly drove down the narrow lane towards the private landing strip. Her intent was to fly the Cessna Citation to the larger airport where it would blend in with dozens of other corporate jets rather than remain a potential target for destruction by Reverend Angus Morton. She could get an Uber back to work.She parked beside the hangar, and then opened the large hangar doors and surveyed the inside of the hangar. The two small planes that might have blocked the larger plane’s ability be.