I guess I should explain the "man who can fly" part. I can fly. Lift myself up. Lift a few hundred pounds with me. I can hover. I can zoom, pretty fas... if I need to. And I bet the reader is asking how that happened. Am I part faery? Did I have an ancient medallion placed in my hands as a baby? Did I push an old blind man out of the way of a speeding truck full of radioactive material? Well, besides the last one, which didn't happen, I have no idea. I know that as a kid I would sometimes feel I. I put my fingers in her very wet pussy and felt nothing at all."The clit piercing makes me horny all the time and now your Rolex is in there and I'm about to go out of my mind," she whined.I took off my pants and boxers and slid my cock into her sopping pussy but the head didn't touch anything. I slid my cock back out and said, "Get on your hands and knees." I reminded her that the triangle clit piercing made her rear sensitive, too, so if I went in the back way maybe it would nudge the Rolex. "And how are you planning on stopping me, sexy sister?" she asked, laughing, "I am going to enjoy this. Remember how you used to tickle me when we were younger?" Before I could reply, she had begun tracing her fingers along the sides of my ribs, up under my arms, under my boobs, watching my reactions with pleasure as she found each new sensitive spot. It was the soles of my feet where she hit the jackpot though. They are so sensitive, a few seconds of being touched there is enough to send. The tall blond clamped her thighs hard around my head and began moaning rhythmically “Ooh. Yes. Ooh, God, yes…” She said. “I’m gonna…cuuuuummm,” Cassie howled as I felt her pussy spasm and her legs twitch. I grabbed her ass and pulled my face into her crotch, letting her cum all over my face. But I wasn’t done with her yet. My hard, swollen cock was throbbing with excitement, and I stood up behind her, and she braced herself against the chalkboard. I glanced over at Michelle. She was.