She certainly could after she put her hand on my shirt."Hey, sweetie, what's up?"I opened my mouth to reply, but no words came out. I must have looked...like a stranded fish. She laughed."Cat got your tongue tonight, Sam?"My lips moved once more, and this time I was able to formulate some words, disjointed ones, perhaps, but at least they were English words. No idea what was happening to me."Hi, Persephone."More laughter."Well, that's something, anyway. What's up with you tonight, Sam?" You're. Trevor was smirking. Rico notices that he was still in his basketball uniform.Ben: Answer me Slave! Rico: Twice a week…master.Ben: That’s a bit few for a horny stud like you. Lie on your back slave and keep stroking your cock.Ben took each arm and constrained each with chains and tied it securely to each legs of the table. Rico couldn’t move his hands now. Ben took the remote of the vibrator and powered it up at maximum. Rico was moaning now his eyes closed while Trevor watch his rival. She would push her hands between my knees and force them apart. As my legs opened wide, my sticky pussy lips would peel apart, revealing my glistening hole, and more semen would ooze out. With her hands on my knees, she would move her face in close, then slowly lick the cum off my thigh. She would kiss her way up until I could feel her hot breath on my pussy, then she would look up at me and whisper, "Show me your tits..." I would sensuously unbutton my blouse, gradually revealing my cleavage,. The flight went faster than expected and we arrived at Mexico City International Airport (MEX) at 0930.Before I left the plane I gave Max Grover and Toby Nash - my pilot and copilot - the coordinates and the aerial picture I had for Black Bear’s Louisiana training complex.‘‘I want to do a flyover and then land if it is at all possible and it is to be a surprise. I think some of our CIA pilots have made flights in and out of there; you may want to call them to see if there are any special.