The landing was hard, and he struggled to his feet, one of his legs almost buckling. Something felt ... wrong, broken, or maybe sprained.For the first...time, he took a good look at his environment, turning his helmeted head as he took in his surroundings. He had landed on a city street, it was impossible to estimate precisely where, and it was completely deserted. It was unnerving in a way, to see a metropolitan area that should be bustling with traffic and pedestrians as quiet as a grave, as if. He bit his lip, groaning, and shifting in his seat a little. "Gah, damn! just sit on it!" He took my shoulders and pressed me all the way down on his cock. I gripped his thighs while he pumped me up and down his long hard shaft. Every time I tried to take over he would slap my ass into place, pumping faster and faster. Oh it feels soo good! I bit my lower lip trying to refrain from letting out a loud moan, informing his family what was happening down here.He took me by my legs and turned me to. Up untill now, not even a finger had entered my ass! and now he was talking of shoving that huge tool of his up my back door!I started to protest, but he just stayed silent and gave me that look that told me I better do as he told me or be sorry.. so I gave in!I was still down on him, and started sucking his tool again, this time feeling it swell inside my mouth. It actually gave me a feeling of power, untill he pulled my hair back, and simply said "it's time!"He instructed me to position. When she pulled it back out it was slick with her juices, and she spread them over the entirety of her pussy, making it glisten with her excitement.I could barely breathe; my face was hot, but that space between my legs was hotter. I hadn't touched myself there, not in a long time, not since my father had barged in one day and caught me with my hand halfway down my pants... But he wasn't here now, he was downstairs, passed out drunk, and the only thing that was here now was Miranda, and the.