I gently pulled her blindfold over her eyes. No words escaped her lips this time, just desperate wail. I'd left her completely helpless and vulnerable... and she knew it. There was absolutely nothing she could do about it.The poor girl looked as gorgeous from behind as she did from the front. Her toned legs; the delicious curve of her waist to her hip; and the smooth, pale skin of her back... it was all so very beautiful. However, it was her arousal, combined with the degradation of her. ... ride my cock….. ride it hard….. you make me so damn hot” My breathless moans escape my words as you quicken your pace. My right hand now rests on your right breast, my fore finger and thumb pinching and twisting your nipple. My left hand rests on your left thigh, and then moves down to allow two fingers to press and vibrate on your clit. My hand explore the areas they are touching. My left hand playing across the top of your clit, touching, rubbing, parting the fold of flesh and finding. ’ Sil said.‘Mmm…now that is something I’m gonna have to think about. But…not now.”“Why not?” I asked.“Oh baby, I love it when you bed. If you weren’t so delightfully cute it would make me want to punch you right square in the jaw but as it is, I just want to eat you.”“Mmm…now you’re talkin’.” I said.“As long as I get to join in.” Sil said.“Nope. I have to split kids. But…” she paused as she got out of the chair, “I did want to let you fucking lesbo nymphos know about a fetish. Life can always get in the way. This is a big deal to me. You're changing me ... my life was laid out before me ... and now it's an adventure." For the first flight you ride in the right seat."For some unknown reason, she said, "Yes, Sir." She walked around the tail and opened the right side door. "Mounting an airplane in a skirt is a bad idea." She chuckled as she said it.Most 140A's have well upholstered bucket seats. This one had bare metal frames with seat pack 'chutes. All Jack would say.