Then other thoughts enter his head. Emma never really got to do anything like this when she was young, so perhaps allowing her while she is in the pr...tending role will give her a memory of like what it would have been.It is about three o’clock, so Donald says to her, “Are you going to be a good, good young lady for me if we do?”“Oh, yes, Daddy, I will be an angel for you, please!” Emma swears to him.Donald laughs and pulls into the parking lot. On a Tuesday afternoon, even in late summer,. She's getting into it, which isn't helping either. She's writhing against the bonds, thought she'd probably be quiet even if Kiki weren't sitting on her face, she's usually spooky quiet. I'm coming, but so is she, so that's good. I stop worrying, and after shooting my loads into her pussy, I collapse on the bed beside her.The next thing I'm aware of is more fidgeting. Iya is writhing against the bonds again. Looking down I see Kiki is between her legs, cleaning up my mess, figures. That would. Misty waved, and followed the instructions she had been given by Ground Control.It took another couple of minutes to roll the half-mile to the run-up pad near the end of the runway. Misty pulled off the taxiway, "I'm going to wind up the engine to check the magnetos and propeller controls. It's just a routine last-minute check, but we'll be wallowing around as the engine fights the brakes."The small plane shuddered and twisted while the engine was at 1700 rpm and Misty tested the two magnetos. Working my eyes up her body I noticed how her arms were feminine but strong. Other images gripped my mind. I wondered how long she could jack my cock before I spew a shot of cum all over. Her breasts weren't ample like my neighbors but they were nice and proportionate to her body.The brunette said something which seemed to catch Becky's attention and she let out a small squeal of excitement as she rushed over to her embracing each other. I couldn't make out their conversation, but it was.