Stop!" she pleaded, crying out, clinging to him tightly, her legs wrapped tightly around him, her nails digging into his arms as he pushed it deeper i...to her. She felt so good to him. He didn't hear her pleas. He just kept pushing it in until she and he too could feel it break through. Then he pumped her in and out, slowly at first then building up momentum with each stroke. She let go now, releasing her nails from his skin and held onto him as he fucked her. Then with one last violent stroke. I could barley go half way! He stands up, and starts aggressively face fucking me... then he pulled out, and came all over my face and mouth. It was everywhere. I go to the kitchen and clean up. I sit back down and we both were like “fuck, did that just happen?” My shirt was still off, so he starts feeling me back up. Now, at this point, mike had woke up, and realized I was not in bed. So he started to come out, but heard me giggling, and knew something was wrong. He slowly opens the hallway. It took me half an hour to walk the field to be sure nothing dangerous had blown onto it. When I was sure it was clear, I took the plane up. There was a no fly zone over the landfall site of the storm. I flew withing fifty miles of the storms path inland to see the outer reaches of the destruction. It didn't appear to be that bad. It must have been a small hurricane, I thought.Since I had pretty much reached the safe range of the plane I flew home. I put the plane down without incident then. Got on, paid and went to the very back. At our stop, we got off and walked home. Just like I planned—worked like a charm.We went inside and upstairs to work on our homework. About 20 minutes later I heard Mom come upstairs and pop her head inside my room, "You got home later than usual, any problems?" No problem, I needed to go to the drug store today, to get some more condoms. I also got some from the school nurse. I intend to be a responsible lover," I said.Mom came in and sat down, "About.