Mistress delivered twenty four striations before she stopped. She released Donna's wrists and told me to get closer to the bound maid. Her waist was s...ill bound, her feet spread apart. Her bottom obviously smarted from the caning. "Donna, I want you to bring him to ejaculation and collect everything in your hand." Donna's feminine hands grasped and stroked my erection and within a minute I squirted days of pent-up seed in her hand. "Now clean it all with your mouth," Mistress said to the bound. “Your goal is to get your cock inside that nice creamy hole, but first you’ve got to learn where everything is.” She took his hand and slid it up and down her juicy crack. “This is the clit. You need to rub it nice and slow to really get my juice flowing.” Derek followed her instruction. “Mmm oh yea, just like that,” she moaned. “And you can squeeze it between your fingers once in a while, oh fuck yeah just like that.” She squirmed as Derek squeezed and pulled on her clit. “You got me soaking. Her back arched and she rocked her hips wildly as a powerful orgasm overwhelmed her. ‘Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!! Yesssss!!! Yesssss!!! Yesssss!!!!!!’ ‘Take itttttt!!!’ Tom bellowed, no longer able to hold back, ‘I’m coming, too!!!’ He exploded his torrid cream into her. They rocked and bucked, their bodies straining, until nothing remained for them to share.Finally Tom pulled his partially hard shaft from Linda and flopped next to her on the bed, spent. At first, Linda stayed as she was,. The voice was calm and competent-sounding, as if she'd filed a flight plan to land at a heavily restricted and supposedly still-secret airfield. He checked on his computer link with Cold Lake.The answer came back immediately. Aircraft TD-1CB was the RCAF designation for a Grob 120S-1, one of the new "swarm" type aircraft. Similar to the Grob 120A trainer formerly used when basic pilot training was outsourced to private sector contractors, it had a small electrical engine which drew power from.