You struggle to keepthem open. You take another step onto the seventh. My voice possesses allof your inner most essence, your mind, you heart, you... soul, yourbody. But there is still no worry, because you know I will notbreak my promise, and you know I will return everything to yousoon. There is a peace that fills every part of your being. Anexperience that you've never felt before. You prepare for the finalstep. When you take the final step, you will close your eyes andcount down from ten. . all of you might have tended to make us new gunners look a little bit better than we actually were.”“I could be insulted by that,” Worthington said, frowning, his voice gruff, “but I’ll take it at face value since you don’t know us. If you think we cut you some slack because you’re new to the wing, then think again.”“It’s hard to fail as a gunner when your pilot sets you up for the perfect shot,” Camp added.Worthington raised his voice, obviously pissed. “Oh, you two nailed us all right, but. I could not talk, just scream and moan. He knew exactly what he was doing because he finally stopped when he saw my eyes start to roll up in my head. Later he told me this when he was describing how I was reacting to his attention to me. I finally got my breath back. My heart was pounding, my clit throbbing and my legs shaking. "Oh, my God! I can't believe you did that to me!" "You didn't like it?"“I loved it, but it was so overwhelming. I have never cum like that in my life. I almost felt like. I've fucked her thousands of times so it's hard to remember specific times, but a few times stuck out. She typically dated white guys, unlike a lot of the black girls I'd been with. She talked "white" unless she was mad or fucking then she sounded more black but like I said, she normally dated white men, and almost all of her friends were white. She was a couple years younger, dark skinned, kind of small with average sized tits, and longer natural hair that she just pulled back in an afro puff.