While Sarah and I had done this very same routine, or something similar, several times in the previous weeks, this time there was a difference; Sarah ...as restrained; tied to the bed. Lingering in my thoughts was the reality that I really could do anything I wanted and Sarah could do nothing about it. I know that her ass was sore from the anal sex the night before. Even so, I could fuck her in the ass if I wanted to. I know she liked some pain with her nipple play, but I could really make it. There was a Japanese fighter called a Zero and a captured German Messerschmitt, a BF109 in desert camouflage paint, and a Focke-Wulf 190 with a bright red spinner that looked brand new. They saw a gull-winged Stuka and a twin-engined Japanese light bomber called a Betty. There were dozens of American aircraft on display including the odd P-82 Twin Mustang, and an old Bell Aircobra, the odd plane with its engine behind the pilot and a cannon in its nose. There were ladders up beside the cockpit. Looking back, I think they were all looking at me for different reasons. Nadia felt excited, because I was coming to the city and could spend more time near her. For Adam, it was because we could still be roommates. For Tess, it was for a different reason. She wouldn't have an apartment all alone with Adam. For Julie, it was because she'd heard rumors that Nadia's Dad was a big deal in organized crime.Nadia broke the silence, and said, "He has a few companies. But I help him out with his. He alternated between flicking my clit and fingering my pussy for a bit, but must have decided I was sound asleep, because he started pulling my pants down. I even rolled a bit to help him, keeping my eyes closed and being asleep. He took my hand and placed it on his dick, holding it in his own and rubbing up and down, jacking himself off using my hand. He then laid on top of me and tried to stick his dick into my pussy. I was 9, and scared, so pretending to be asleep still, I shut my legs.