Their tongues intertwine. Minami lets out a moan as she continues to rock her hips back and forth. Trill kisses down Minami neck as he holds Minami’... waist with his hands. Trill’s tongue moves in small circles around Minami’s nipple. He then sucks her nipple into his mouth. He gently sucks on her nipple. “That feels so good Trill.” Minami says under a moan. Trill lays back down as Minami start to move her hips faster. Trill puts his hands on Minami’s waist holding her steady as she rides. Maybe just one leeetle bitty snap roll ... Just so she remembers her roots.”We landed at the airport in Mississippi. Mister Jester had her rolled out in the sun, bright yellow, decked out in the livery of the World War II training facility in Pensacola, Florida. Lovely. She shines.“Here she is, Mizz Cindy,” Mister Jester said.“Beautiful.”“She prob’ly ain’t shined like this since she left the factory,” he smiled. “We flew ‘er yesterday to double-check the rigging. She’s straight and true.”The. "Saving the best ‘til last?" She managed to quip, hoping to bait him into taking her now. It earned her a rare grin from the leader of the pack that made her heart race."Damn straight, Blondie." He shot back, his teeth gleaming in contrast to his dark skin, his eyes fierce. "Going to give you the ride of your life, girl." She opened her mouth to reply, but never had a chance as Jack grabbed her face roughly, his fingers full of passion filled strength as he turned her on the bar. She felt. As she reached for it, their hands met ever so briefly and Michael realized he did not even know her name. "I'm Michael" he sputtered. "Cathy, I love a few doors down, just moved in about a week ago. Didin't expect this weather." Slowly, she moved down the hallway, Michael could only stand and watch as her long, tan legs glided across the tile floors toward the living room. Her butt cheeks swaying ever so gently, ever so sensually from side to side. It was then that he knew that this was.