You proceed to turn me around then push me gently against the closet door, spreading my legs open a bit with your foot. I am still cuffed with my hand... behind me though, so my face and chest are pressed against the door at this point. “Just as a precaution, I need to make sure you don’t have any weapons on you,” you say. Although my skimpy dress clearly shows I have no weapons, you still begin to frisk me, making sure not to miss a single spot. Of course, I don’t oppose you because you are just. Online. Just then there was a knock at my front door. I crossed my living room from my desk to answer it wondering who it might be. As soon as I opened the door a crack it flew open throwing me back onto my couch. A large man calmly came in, quickly closing and locking the door. ‘What the fuck is this?’ I yelled, ‘Who are you?’ It didn’t matter how loud I yelled what with my music on so loud. Confidently the man strode towards me with a look of lust and menace etched onto his handsome face. He. They had started work this morning and were going through all the C130 parts that had come with the planes. Working off their experience, they were going to give Frank and Lorrie a more detailed list of spare parts that they thought we needed to maintain. Frank was going to rattle the system to get any C130 parts that they thought we needed. His response was that all kinds of mislabeled things showed up on the auction site.Jamie, Ching Lee and I ran the fifteen through the shoot don't shoot. I release my grip on the gearstick and pull my skirt up a little bit higher and lazily start stroking myself. The droning engine throbs in time with my heartbeat; the music is thumping and the road stretches out in front of me. I’m already wet and getting wetter as I ever so slowly stroke my pussy, gently parting my inner lips and spreading my juice along my folds. I scoot my butt to the edge of the seat and tilt my hips up to meet my hand and I find my rhythm. My heart skips a bit when I see.