.. Amy is the pilot and our instructor. We’re all taking lessons. Where are the planes?”She pointed ... and balked.“Well?” I said.“It’s no... what I said.” she said“What? Not the aircraft?”“No ... there’s an impossible amount of junk. Don’t be mad at me ... I didn’t know...” she whined.I looked at her ... she waved her hand at the hangar side door. Then she stood. We walked inside.“HOLY D. SHIT! KAREN!”I heard her step in the door. She pushed a button and the hangar doors began to open.We were. It was a perk of he who provided the main studs of the evening. I should say that Mina is blonde, with stylish shoulder length hair, a hairdresser by trade. A savvy mid thirties woman a delicious tits (to die for said Harry who had enjoyed them last time), pert ass and fit, from a guy’s point of view. That was why Harry was happy to talk to her about Mickey and Alfie. I am a little jealous that Harry had so much fun with Mina. Mina, like me was in leather jacket, leather skirt, t shirt, push up. “I was actually just about to ask you about breakfast in bed.” I said, giving you the same look back. Rolling me onto my back and pushing the covers down you said “I know exactly what I want for breakfast in this bed.” Feeling your tongue brush against my clit, my back arched as my body automatically responded to you. Physically you had exhausted me, but my hormones were not yet satisfied and my body was on auto pilot. My body melted into you as your tongue slowly probed me, your fingers. Well, today was going to be different. I was almost 18, I was at University, and I had found a single person flat which was small but nice and affordable, thanks to a school-friend (and occasional lover), Jenny, who was going to the same University as me and who had got the flat upstairs. And today Mum was coming over bringing the rest of my things. Well, she was going to be given a surprise. Up to now, she had always ignored hints, so I was going to make it very clear what I wanted.I had.