I whisper your name, fearful yet not wanting you to stop. Your hand pressed against the opening, fingers slip inside, now sliding against the thin sil...y covering of my little cotton panties. You can feel every detail of my plump little mound, stroking it gently. Moulding it, squeezing it. I feel a tingling in my pussy, know I must be getting wet down there. Your finger finds the firm little core of my clitoris nestling in its protective folds of pink flesh, rubbing and rotating against the. I could feel his thick cock getting harder than a rock under me. I kissed the hickey I left on his neck from the hard sucking. I ran my hands down his chest, then to his abs, and finally to his cock. I looked down and saw his boner wanting to just pop out of his pants. Let me help you with that… I said in my sexiest voice. He was rubbing my ass and spanked it out of nowhere. Fuck…your ass is so nice. Let me take this dress off of you. I bit his lip softly and shook my head no. He wouldnt let me. The lack birdsong or insects buzzing in Theo'sear made her uneasy.'How do you know when a monster is coming when the crickets aren't thereto stop chirping.' Theo to herself.It was quiet enough now that Theo could hear the voices in her head.Someone called her name but she couldn't recognize who. Murmuring andunintelligible conversations drifted around Theo. A twig snapping in thedistance? No there aren't any twigs here. Theo threw a rock into theopen desert in front of her, the impact made the. Especially since I tended to cruise only a few miles an hour above stall speed. I had originally taken up flying, so that I could take my own plane to jobs far from home, but it didn't look as though I would be doing that with my little chickadee.Since my little chickadee was molded plastic, not fiberglass, it was effected less by heat. It could therefore stand the color wash I intended to apply to it someday. I planned to add a little gray over spray on the top. To kind of make it look like.