Reward is a glorious rush of desire, trickling through her limbs. It is building into a welcome wetness pooling just below her fingers, just outside h...r reach, luxuriant torment. One knowing hand seeks her breast, fondles the nipple and knows the quick joy of a pinch. She squirms, fondling a handful of softness, licks her finger and runs it across a rosy peak. "Oh..." she says softly to no one. Her sex must have called to him, somehow, in her desirous stupor. A door creaks on its hinges in. She kneeled next to me so her arse was next to my head and slipped my cock into her mouth. It felt AMAZING, but, predictably, I didn't last long and spunked into her mouth and on her cheek. She licked me clean quickly and jumped off the bed, telling me to get showered and come downstairs for breakfast. My mind was a complete haze but I think I showered and changed in record time, just before my parents were about to leave for work. When I reached the hall my dad told me “The family fuck doll's. ..”“Make yourself happy.”“I know all about flaps. Cessna 152’s got good flaps. I’m familiar...”And we’re in the air, climbing.“Okay,” he said. “You showed me your flight planning. Take me to Shreveport Downtown.”He’s looking for accuracy at holding altitude and heading, and he’s looking for proper radio communications, approach control, then tower.Twenty minutes gets us there, I get one touch and go, then we head back to his home airfield.I know it’s coming. I’m cruising along, just under a. She had seen herself in this outfit, in the mirror, and had known the effect it would have on Laura. "Maybe we can just skip the tennis today and get right on with the rest," she breathed, almost inaudibly."I was just thinking the same thing," Laura said, approaching her, dropping her own tennis racquet on a nearby chair as she advanced.They embraced by the door and began kissing with slow, emotional familiarity. Laura ran her fingertips all over the naked part of Ada's back where the tennis.