Plus, I'd have to hold the hood back to get a good piercing." I stopped to imagine such a pain to my poor clit and shivered in... ? Horror? Disgust? A...ousal? I looked left and right to the two men who co-owned me, but neither said a word, they only stood and quietly listened to the conversation."Okay, let's do the hood then, young man." I felt happy that I had this choice, but I wondered just how bad it really was going to be. I jumped a bit as I felt the young man's hands clamp my pussy lips. I swear I could feel the two dildos touching each other through my walls as I bucked my hips to harmonize with Jennifer’s thrusting. I was gasping for air one moment, squirming and shuddering the next. I looked down, I was covered in a sheen of sweat. Then I couldn’t take any more as Jennifer lowered her head and sucked on my clit. My body gave way to a shuddering and all-encompassing multiple orgasms.It could have been one massive orgasm followed by a string of aftershocks; I don’t know, I’ve. . that seems like an odd choice." Prettiest high wing monoplane ever built. There is absolutely nothing like a flying 195. Pure grace in the air. Retractable, cantilever, radial. The nose is long ... classy."They're pretty on the ground, too. Well balanced, stately, I call 'em." A 262?" Do you know as far as shape goes ... we're just beginning to match the 262. A more reliable pair of engines and the Germans would have driven the bombers from the sky. We can thank what ever gods there may be. Holding you in position, I work your nipples side to side over the brushes, the squeezing pressure making them stand out even further and harder. Your whole body is racked by tremors as you ride the explosion ripping through you. You're gasping for breath and your mind is swimming in a world of sensation. As this wave of orgasmic convulsions subsides, I release my grasp and allow you to swing once more. You whimper as you realize its not over and you swing back to the wires again. All that.