Your tongue exploring up and down, flicking over my clit. Your mouth clamping over me and sucking, making me cry out. "Oh baby you're so good at that!...Mmmmm yes. Don't stop. Make me cum!" With your tongue deep inside me, you suck hard. My orgasm hits me hard, making me shake all over. You continue sucking, intent on getting every single drop of my cum. I smile at you. "Good boy!" You look up at me, I can see how excited you are. "Now what am I going to do with you?" I say as I tap my chin. "Oh. In a momentary panic she thought to herself ‘Enough. This is wrong’ and she stood up. Despite a halfhearted attempt to clutch it to her the loose housecoat fell from her waist to her ankles and to avoid tripping she stepped out of it. He saw her gorgeous slim body wearing just kitten-heeled shoes and the thong. The tight fitting pussy teaser was moulded round her mound accentuating the lips and crack of her pussy. He saw a small area of wetness marking the opaque lace. The sight heightened. "I'm not done yet." Do you need me to stay longer?" Stay longer? No, I mean I'm not ready to go home." Does that mean I can't go home?" What! You're going to your home?" Yeah, why?" Oh, I ... uh ... I just thought..." I can't go with you. Sorry. I know I told you I would take care of you and make all your decisions, but I only brought a change of clothes for two days. And I've worn the same suit both days. So I can't. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight."Sue stared at the back of her office door.. Two hundred critical modifications ... like wing spars and engine mounts ... had seen the 18 become a favorite pontoon aircraft for getting into and out of ... tight wet places. Air America had a whole fleet of them.(In case you didn't know, here's what Wikipedia has to say about them:In August 1950, the CIA secretly purchased the assets of Civil Air Transport (CAT), an airline that had been started in China in 1946 by Gen. Claire Lee Chennault (of Flying Tigers fame) and Whiting Willauer.In.