.uss ne kaha nahi ab tu mai jaan gaie hoon ki tumhari neyaat mere bare mai kuch theek nahi hey.mai ne kaha muje kya pata tha ki tum??? Aur tum tu ho h... iysi ko tum ko dekhte hi pyar ho jaye,ab tum iss tute dil ashiq ka kehna nahi mano gi,,uss ne kaha theek hey yaar.mai change kar ke aati hoon.uff jab wo aaye kya sex bomb lag rahi thi.short tight jeans tight red t-shirt khule baal.uss ke boobs,gand mai tu pagal ho gaya.uss ne music on keya aur dance karne lagi.kya sexy dance tha uss ke boobs hil. Owen, of course, had his jet, but he had professional pilots who flew him around the world, usually with Julie. Ken Toomey was sitting left seat in various Boeing planes on a near daily basis flying all over the continent, usually with a couple of hundred passengers along for the ride. Patti was with him on most flights. Pete and Doug were flying daily giving lessons and running charter flights all over the place with the various planes at Sky Ranch Airport. The next most active pilot was Pam. I was surprised when Tatyana was the fourth person from the plane, but then it dawned on me that of course she would fly in First Class! She spotted me and we met halfway between the chairs and the door that she’s come through. She hugged me lightly and kissed me Russian-style.“Good afternoon, Stephen Rayevich,” she said in a neutral voice.“Good afternoon, Tatyana Ivanovna,” I said. “Do you have luggage?”“Of course! Small bag could not hold sufficient clothes for one week!”I checked the arrival. I dressed like a total slut, just the way master liked. i am 5'7 with 46 FF tits and a fat ass. The clothes i chose really made my look my sluttiest. i decided on a very sheer blouse with a shelf pushup bra and a very tight vinyl spanking skirt. No stockings or panties, just a pair of spiked red heels. Of course also just a little too much make up. i looked at myself in the mirror and my pussy quickly got very wet, knowing that i was dressed like a slut for my Master. Thinking of that always.