He apologized for the delay. It took some time before he got her e-mail address from the dating site. He was married too, so they would keep their rel...tionship in secret. As for the age difference, he said that everything would depend on mutual attraction. He suggested that they could exchange their photos, but first, he wanted to make sure, that they didn't know each other. He also wanted to know how she'd come to the idea of spanking. From reading, she answered. Their e-mail conversation. We left a little later than our usual takeoff time because we were hoping to catch the German planes while they were being serviced after their morning patrol. If we did catch them that way, we might not even have to worry about planes. We would "only" have to worry about the antiaircraft fire. Ha, that was no consolation!We flew as if we were on a regular patrol, but the other guys had to adjust their speed to match my slower speed. I was carrying four modified 16-pound British RL bombs, and. I began to stroke my leg as she got up near my pussy lips and I saw Melissa's head bobbing up and down. I took that to mean that what I was doing was correct. I just kept doing that thinking and hoping that Melissa was gonna eat me out. I think that was just pipe dream and that would also wend the lesson that Melissa had planned to teach me. I just kept working up my legs until I got to my favorite point right between my legs and pussy. I didn't know if it was just me but this time it felt. I waswearing a vinyl vest over a long-sleeve fishnet shirt, a short vinylmini-skirt, black fishnet stockings, and knee high black patent boots. Ididn't have a wig or any breatforms yet, nor did I wear make-up of anykind. I never tried passing as a girl, but I was always more comfortablein a skirt and heels than slacks and loafers. That was about to changethough now that I was about to hand myself over to Mistress Jamie."The ride down here must have been quite an experience," Mistress saidwith a.