Satisfied that he was improving, Miss Matilda had him sit andbegin practicing his voice lessons. The recorder was turned on and theheadset placed over...his ears. He began reading along with the girlishvoice in his ear from a book of poems while his voice was being recorded.By the time he was finished with his voice lesson, his voice was hoarse.After taking a break for a light lunch, she had him practice his writingskills. He was handed pen, paper and several English Literature schoolassignments. I pushed down with my pelvis.“Ooooooooh! Yes!” Gina moaned as I felt her ass walls were pushed aside by my dick.Gina’s asshole felt ten times tighter than her vagina. I used a good amount of lube which help med begin to slide back and forth out of her ass. It was fantastic. I loved fucking this older woman in the ass and I could barely hold my excitement which was growing in my balls. But I promised to keep going and hold on for Gina’s sake. She was in a whole new world, toys were nothing. "I went into the cabin to find it finished in light blues, creams, and teak paneling everywhere. The cockpit was a light tan rich leather that matched the cream upholstering. I was stunned. "Jimmy what is this, where did this come from?" Your people in D.C. sent this package to us. This is a present for some find you made. They insisted on new engines, new hydraulics everywhere, and every instrument in the cockpit had to be new. Your avionics are so new that I had to read the manual. You won't. She let me lift her up. She stood there, head down, not looking at anyone, still sobbing quietly as I went around and picked up all the books.She took a step forward and put her arms on my shoulders and said "You did this somehow, didn't you?"I shook my head yes. "I guess so. I'm sorry Suzy, but I get so mad when you call me Shorty. I guess I flipped out." Well, then you won't mind if I do this."Suzy hit me in the stomach harder than I'd ever been hit before. She started walking away as I bent.