He positioned himself behind me and I felt his cock slide in me again, my head shot back and I could hear him moaning, I turned to him and said "Fuck ...e harder" he was going slow because he dident wanna hurt me but I think my pussy had stretched because it dident really hurt any more it was just sheer pleasure. He started fucking me harder and harder and than I felt my body start to shake again, probably would have fell if he haden't had his hands on my hips so tight. I was cumming again, it. Anyway, I sat still for a little while slowly stroking my rising cock. Based on the way the gentleman’s shadow was moving, I could tell he was kneeling down near the hole in the wall. Soon after a thick cock appeared in my stall. Now, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t excited but also a little fearful. My curiosity got the better of me and I grabbed it; it felt warm and a little rubbery, I could feel it twitch. I stretched the foreskin and starting stroking it. I spat on the cock to wet it a. Owen, of course, had his jet, but he had professional pilots who flew him around the world, usually with Julie. Ken Toomey was sitting left seat in various Boeing planes on a near daily basis flying all over the continent, usually with a couple of hundred passengers along for the ride. Patti was with him on most flights. Pete and Doug were flying daily giving lessons and running charter flights all over the place with the various planes at Sky Ranch Airport. The next most active pilot was Pam. ’ Her thought was cut off as he got to her. ‘Hello again sexy! How are you?’ She was fine, but the words wouldn’t come to her mouth, all the water in her body had suddenly gone to another part of her. All she could do was grab him and pull him to the nearest building with toilets. As she got hold of him by his black shirt, he didn’t put up a fight, but get a feel of her arse ‘As good as always!’ When they entered the building they ran straight for the toilets and blocked the door with a bin.