?Darla hopped out of the room and in a few minutes brought out a thick leather bound book.?This is a journal of Bootsy’s progress? she said. She ope...ed the book and pointed out various pages.?The neck corset and nostril tubes are to restrict his breathing. If he resists too much he’ll run out of breath and he’ll be easier to get back in line.??The boots and gloves are also a means of control, nothing more. We have been increasing the heel length and Bootsy’s stride is getting shorter and. We got excited and started having sex in doggy position in the bedroom with our TV on. Suddenly, our next door neighbor Mira knocked on our door. She thought that my wife was alone and watching the TV. Since we were in middle of sex, my wife shouted to the door to know who was knocking. Mira replied that it was her and she wanted to come inside to watch some TV with my wife.My wife looked at me and was about to say that she was busy. But, I thought of an idea. I told my wife to let her come. Accelerating too fast could push the number of G's I experienced too high, and I would black out. Not something you wanted to do when traveling at 700 miles an hour or more. I especially had to forget anything like a sudden turn at these speeds. The suit was more than capable of serving as a G suit under these conditions, but this wasn't science fiction. There were no 'inertial compensators' or other super-science gadgets to negate the effects of rapid acceleration. Harley and I had learned our. Half time came, he whipped out his cock, I moved to the floor in front of him and sucked until he came in my mouth. No words were spoken, just a silent understanding that he needed his dick sucked and I wanted to suck it."Andrea's gone to some Tupperware party and... well... I need to drop a load," he said rather matter-of-factly.I didn't hesitate, my hunger for his cock and cum taking control like it did every Sunday. I walked over to him, dropped to my knees and fished out his cock as he.