The Blackbird bore only a passing resemblance to the mechanical marvel designed in the sixties by the Lockheed Skunkworks Division, the SR-71 'Blackbi...d'. That plane was a super sonic spy plane designed to fly one man higher and faster than any previouslymanned plane.The Blackbird resting in Xavier's hanger was not the long needle shaped SR-71 but was more compact while having a wider body to accommodate two pilots and ten passengers, or as Polaris was configuring it, two pilots, three. Townsend busied herself around Sophie, removing coverings,towels, tidying the bottles and jars. "Now Sophie I have made up alittle selection of the make up I have used for you to take withyou. I'll just slip them in your bag. I don't suppose you will havetaken in all I have said today but Emma and Anne will help you I amsure. And of course you will want to choose your own colours andscents, but these will do to get you started. And any time you needadvice I am always only to delighted to chat.". There was only about four inches between the loops, so Trevor had only limited mobility. Angie went back to her bag and pulled out a wooden paddle. It looked like someone had cut most of the handle off of a rowing oar. Trevor looked nervous when Angie dropped it on the bed near Trevor. "This is the next level of punishment, " Angie warned."How can I get in any more trouble with my hands tied behind my back?" Trevor complained. Angie smiled at him and said, "Touching your cock or your balls is. I was concentrating hard on Paul when I felt James shift. Then, I felt his cock against my pussy lips, rubbing the head over my clit before he pushed hard into me. I was all for a rough fucking. I took Paul's tool from my mouth. "Come on, you pussy, fuck me properly," I goaded James. He gripped my knees and spread my legs, his big cock filling my cunt and his thumb rubbing my clit. I took Paul back into my mouth. He thrusted against my lips and teeth, not as deeply as James had done earlier,.