It’s a cozy little knot, three lobes, just like the pendants on our identical necklaces.“Cindy’s plane has autopilot,” Deena observed.“Yeah,...but Cindy’s plane burns sixty gallons an hour. We’re doing less than a third of that. And a hundred K instead of six million.”“There is that,” Deena smirked. “But just sayin’...”“This one does pretty good for being older than Bill,” I posed. “Quite nice.”She is. Trimmed up, the old girl holds her altitude, the engine grumbles in a steady roar, and the. "She screamed behind the gag and angrily threw her body at him; lashing out with her foot. Nimbly, he stepped aside."I love a woman with spirit," he said, "I do not relish this, but it's a necessary security measure. The Princess of Wales can not run away if she has no clothes on, now, can she?"Two men grabbed her, still kicking and screaming and pulled her away from their leader. In her mind, that's how she identified him - their Leader; a big, powerfully built man, radiating a maleness that. I jammed my fingers repeatedly into her cunt, and dramatically increased my licking. She exploded, vibrations running down her legs. "OH! OHH GODDDD!!"I smiled evilly, picturing her cervix spasming and opening, jabbing down into her vagina to suck on the semen I had judiciously deposited there, pulling the life-giving liquid into her fertile womb. The thought was enough to make me cum in my shorts again, though she couldn't hear me over her own grunts and through her skirt folds.She was in. It didn't surprise me that she was doing what she was doing....teasing a guy she thought would never fuck. I paid the bill and left, wanting to get home to jerk off again to the vision of Cindy fucking some guy.The next morning, I was at the kitchen table having coffee and reading the paper when they came down. Deb was a runner in high school and did 10-12 miles every day. She was dressed for her run and asked Cindy if it was cool she left for a bit. "No problem. I need to start my laundry.