“Have you flown much?” I asked.“I love flying. My Dad had his pilot’s license and when I was growing up, we took trips in planes the way some...families take car trips.” She stopped and looked out the window and watched as a big Southwest plane prepared to thunder down the runway. “Would you mind if we watched them take off for a bit?” She asked.To be honest, I would rather have just taken her back to her house and been done with it all, but I decided why not. Then I told her the best place to. The girls were trying to calm her down by kneeling down next to her and stroking the dog but she was ignoring them and still shouting. Suddenly she pushed back and tried to get up, as she was still bent over the sofa but ended up still on all 4s in the middle of the room with the dogs cock still locking them together.I said to get some cold water from the kitchen, so Ploy and May went to get some. They returned with a large saucepan so I grabbed it and poured it over his cock and her arse to. Sunday I cooked a big breakfast for the group that had stayed over. Then I spent the day with the boys and my mates. The only thing I did work-wise was to check the fence cams at Rochester to make sure there were no problems.Monday morning I drove my armored Suburban to KCC. I was going to meet with Bob Jackson and Mr. Nobles after I looked things over. I had been gone 8 weeks and I was sure my desk was piled full.Patti had it separated into piles and there was no junk mail to go through. The. Satisfied, he stopped, rubbed a little then, helped me stand up. The panties slipped down to my ankles in a little puddle as I reached back and started to ‘gently’ rub my stinging cheeks.He was rock hard all over again!He watched me do my little dance for a few minutes then, got to his feet and gave me a nice warm hug and a kiss, before taking me to bed. I shuffled slowly – panties still around my ankles – he tried to speed things up by giving me a few well placed swats. I wound up face down.