Aklag returned before breakfast was ready and reported that he knew where to find the gnomes. An entrance to their tunnels was less than two miles awa.... We ate breakfast, and the women repacked the carts in preparation for us departing for the entrance to the gnomes tunnel.We had traveled about a mile and a half when a gnome stepped from behind some trees and demanded that we stop. We halted our horses and I talked to the sentinel. I explained who were were, demonstrating my shape-shifting. Owen, of course, had his jet, but he had professional pilots who flew him around the world, usually with Julie. Ken Toomey was sitting left seat in various Boeing planes on a near daily basis flying all over the continent, usually with a couple of hundred passengers along for the ride. Patti was with him on most flights. Pete and Doug were flying daily giving lessons and running charter flights all over the place with the various planes at Sky Ranch Airport. The next most active pilot was Pam. She screamed as she came which no doubt was heard by the other occupants of the house. “Fuck that was good “she murmured as she got her breath back “Are you gonna fuck me now” she asked looking at my cock lustfully “Yeah sure – how do you want it?” I asked “Just like this would be nice to start with” she replied. I got on top and eased my cock slowly into her tight pussy “Jesus that’s a fat cock” she muttered as I sank to full depth. “Take it slow please Steve” she continued “I was going to. Mind you, all those nice feelings I’d had had seemed to go into hiding when I cringed, but now they were coming out, looking around, and saying, hey, this is fun. Other things started happening. That cock of his wasn’t content with just bursting in. It was still coming. It was going deeper and deeper. Now I was remembering how big it looked and wondering if that big was too big. I could feel it, filling me. No way could I take all of that, but if I protested he might think I was scared. I.