"I need a fucking, Greg. At the next stop you can fuck me before refuelling the plane!" She reached over to get inside my shorts and found what she wa... after. Cock. Solid cock, and enough of it to split her thighs. After a bit of zip fiddling my dick was there in the open with us. Rozia has the smoothest blowjob action and as her lips closed over it I realised I'd have a real problem hanging onto my load. Refuelling? I suddenly realised I was overdue to make a call to Wauchula airfield, our. I was sensuous and sexy to her, even in my drab everyday clothes. I was bright, light-hearted, and filled with ideas and notions that I’d only once dreamed about. There was a moment of intimacy, a shared kiss, so soft and light that it could have been imagined had it not been for the butterflies that fluttered their delicate wings in my belly…the frantic race of my pulse at her nearness… and the sheer joy of knowing that she wanted me. And she knew that I wanted her. I wanted her more than my. Alone in my cage I tried to get to grips with the eventsof the day. I was surprised by the ease with which my Lady had imposed Herwill upon me, at the resigned obedience I had shown to Her commands. But then,Her will had been dominant over me six thousand miles away; in Her actual physicalpresence I was helpless to even think of disobeying Her. And, strangely, Iwas enjoying the experience in an odd way. Being treated as an animal, keptin a cage and only let out on a leash, seemed to give me a. We used to smile at each other through our respective terraces, send late night messages to each other, share romantic songs etc. None of us proposed but we did talk about love and how we were attracted to each other. In a week’s time was her birthday and I promised to spend time with her. She, though, dared me to wish her in person at the stroke of midnight. Considering the sense of war between two families, it was improbable. I told her I’ll try but she insisted on her dare.Deal struck, my.