Doctor Marston wanted to see her that afternoon, she remembered."I'll tell Mabel to bring you coffee every morning at this time if you'd like it," sai... Mildred."That would be nice," said Doris. The cook had looked different from the day before, she thought idly. Her eyes were red-rimmed as though she'd been crying, and she walked slowly, painfully, as though she'd been hurt."Is--is she all right?" she asked now, hesitantly, wondering if she was being too forward.Mildred raised her eyebrows,. Then I said to her "anything to ask slut?" she looked at me, she knew what was asked for but she had never said it before but the need was too much..."please sir"I said that I would take her back to her place. She rose slowly and unsteadily from the table and I directed her out of the restaurant. I guided her to my car my hand gently in the small of her back as we walked. Suddenly I grabbed her arm and with my back to the wall pulled her towards me and with the other hand squeezed her hard. With plenty of room and great speed it seemed like the thing to do. I briefly considered a Learjet but rejected that notion. I think it had something to do with my parents crashing one in Mexico.Next I had to find a fixed base operation where I could keep the plane. Large metropolitan airports would have plenty of room but they are a big hassle to get into and out of. A regional airport seemed a better choice. Grace mentioned to me that there is an airport just five miles down the road from. .........what a fantastic fuck !!!!!!!!. I feel like I'll be leaking cum for days, I never thought you'd stop !”.I wanted to tell her I felt exactly the same, but was still in shock from the intensity and my new insight. Just then the phone rang. Gina looked round to find it, but I scrambled across and grabbed the receiver first. It was Brandi, she gave a short laugh and asked,“Are you both feeling better now ?. I'm at the far end of the corridor with Louise and WE heard you two from here..