I ran outside to see the craft again, this time there was no sign of the Air Force F-16 fighters. After the spotlight was turned off and my eyes could...adjust I saw the craft for the first time, it was about a triangle shaped craft about one hundred forty feet long with a wingspan of three hundred fifty feet it kinda resembled a stealth bomber. It had exhaust being ejected downward, keeping it hovering about fifteen hundred feet above me. Suddenly the spotlight came back on and blinded me. I. “Would you agree that six very hard strokes of the crop were in order Bill?” she asked as she began to remove his handcuffs. “Yes Miss,” he replied meekly as she picked up another piece of the rope. “Rest over the table,” she told him as she placed her hand on the middle of his back and gently pushed. Bill lay across the table with arms outstretched as she took one wrist and then the other to secure the ropes to. Minutes later his wrists were secured to the other table legs. He was now fully. Then I slowly started to push my dick into my lover’s pussy and give one hard thrust. It went inside fully. She almost cried since my penis was 6.5 inches long. Then I went to and fro for the next 20 minutes in missionary position.After some time, we changed to doggy position for 10 minutes with her hairs in my hand. I was fucking Seema like a wild horse. She was giving so many moans and I closed her mouth with my hand. After 3 different positions, I wanted to cum quickly. So I removed my penis. I heard the voice answer; just a simple, hello.“H-Hi, it’s me, the woman with the black dress,” I said with a little apprehension and uncertainty. I waited, with baited breath for his reply.We had a tiny discussion before he replied telling me his conditions and where we should meet.“Please, please don’t send it to work, I don’t want to lose my job,” I feigned my vulnerability to perfection. “I’ll be there, I promise – What time again?”ooOooAnd so, here I am. The bus is stopping, and I am about.