I cum in my underwear with her ass rubbing against my cock. She feels the jerking of my cock and my grunts and groans and knows I've cum. She takes my...hands and frantically rubs them against her pussy until she spasms and cums on her underwear too. She stands after a few minutes of slowly teasing my cock with her ass after we both came in our pants. I think she's about to leave but she drops her pants and panties and walks into the bathroom where our washer is and throws her clothes in. She. Moments later I was stark naked too with my penis hard up and Moira’s hand tickling my shaft and balls and her fingers running through my coarse pubic hair. Though I’m a priest my sex kit is as big, stiff and as near vertical erect as any man’s I’d seen in my porn. I strained not to squirt my semen into her hand. She knelt naked on my coffee table with her legs spread wide, leaned back to swing her breasts up and tickled my balls.“Jack off over me! Cover me with your cum!” Moira said excitedly,. Or Ican put that nice video of you jerking off on the internet. Or you can continueto kiss my sneaker." The choice was clear and I returned to kissing the sneaker and smelling thesmell. I was glad the sneaker was on her foot and tied up as otherwise thesmell would kill me. "I am glad you are learning to serve Dave", the voice said. "Now let me explain.You are going to be trained as a perfect sex slave Dave. I am not finishingmy masters in psychology for nothing. It is the smell of my sneakers. Calling for help. Repeat! This is Flight Alpha One Niner. We are about to crash!"The pilot slammed his fist into the dash of the diving airplane in frustration. Nothing! The whole bucket of bolts was going down, and not even the hiss of static escaped from the radio. Nothing that could at least bring the solace that he had been heard. Instead, like the rest of the electronic systems, it was out. Shorted. Compounded with a burst engine on the single-prop Cessna, the craft's fate was sealed.It.