”“Let them try,” I said, eager for the challenge. Thrak had tamed Thyrna, the rakshasa pirate. I would do the same.I grinned as Bethie lowered h...r married pussy to my dick. I throbbed, so eager to breed this sexy wife. She still wore her blouse. That had to go. Her thick bush tickled the tip of my cock, hiding her delicious twat. Then her labia kissed the crown. Those naughty lips slid over my dick and engulfed me. She sank down me, moaning.I grabbed her blouse and shoved it up her torso as her. Soon their legs were brushing. It was so hard to not grab him. But appearances mattered here. They sat at one of the bar tables, on stools. There was no tablecloth to hide so she somehow kept her hand off his thigh but when their feet touched neither moved away. And rubbed back and forth suggestively. While she couldn’t put her hand on his lap, she lay it discretely on her own. God, she wanted to slip it between her legs and … then she noticed his right hand wasn’t on the table either. Once. ” Donald has become Emma’s fully dirigible slave; her wishes and desires are for him to make happen. At this moment, he has no control over himself; he is Emma’s to do with as she will.Emma knows a metanoia has come over Donald; his life is no longer how he has carefully arranged it to be. He has reached a new state of enlightenment about himself and how he sees the world now. This softer, more compliant, Donald is so different than that haughty professor she met that first evening at this. Going to Apple 1 would be enough.We had just arrived at Apple 1 when a new nuisance showed up - small drones. I suspected they were various news services. They were the new news scoop tools. For us they could be deadly, first we were flying aircraft in and out of Apple 1 and Baker 2. If one of these were to hit a plane or helicopter at a critical moment, they could down either of them.The other issue was they could be the cartel looking for their planes, drugs or missing people or else looking.