And they don’t like Spring Breakers. Go stand on that scales.“Ok. Balance it. 124. Next. Balance it. 119. Wendy? Balance it. 106. David? Balance i.... 165. 514 total.“This here plane has a maximum weight limit of 3800 pounds ... the plane weighs 2000 dry. Gas is 6.6 pounds a gallon, the plane holds 84 gallons, that’s 554.4 pounds. We’ll make it 600 because there’s oil to be included. Between you, gas, oil and luggage you’re gonna weigh out at 1500 pounds ... give or take a few, You’re thinking. “So, slave, answer me this. Why has no one snapped you up? You make a fine pet, very well house-trained.”It jarred with me that coy look on her face; it looked odd. She knew my ‘predicament’ thanks to Keith.I tutted with exasperation, “Really? You want to do this now? Yes, I’m single. Yes, everyone knows I’m a virgin. Thanks, Keith.”She laughed, “Erm… ‘You want do this now’… Mistress.”“Eighty quid is eighty quid,” I mumbled.Sipping at her wine, she lingered on my eyes with that look. I said:“So do you want your fantasy to come true?” At this moment, I was fucking her really hard so she didn’t even refuse when I came inside her. Nevertheless, I didn’t get an answer. There was one thing she really loved about me fucking her: it was my vehement power and rage with which I shot my load inside her! She knew it and she definitely loved it. My sperm had always been of huge quantity. Giving her what she wanted made me feel wild and horny and I came, she convulsed with her usual. The keys to the handcuffs where around ournecks. Working together, Jim and I should be able to unlock our handcuffsand hopefully sneak out. I turned to Jim. "You're right, Jim. We've got to cut our losses and getout while we can. I've got a plan, but we'll need to find someplace wherewe won't be seen. Look around and see if you can find a room or someplaceprivate while you're giving out those drinks. I'll do the same, and we'llmeet up back here."A look of relief replaced the worry in her face..