They both burst out laughing. ‘I always wanted to join the mile high club. Come on fly boy let me take you to cloud nine.’ 20 hours later they bot... lay panting on the ice flow. Superwhore was on top of the Man of not so Steel. Both their bodies were bruised and covered in sperm. She looked at him and smiled wickedly. ‘Come on. Call yourself Superman? You’ve only managed 999 ejaculations. I want one more. Lets make it a nice round figure.’ Superman groaned. He was exhausted but the pheromones. In this position I was able to lick her pussy and watch as she sucked him. He lasted a long time in her mouth so I repositioned myself so I could pay better attention to her clit. She was able to reach my cock and stroked it. When he said he was about to cum I turned to watch as he filled her mouth with cum and she swallowed every drop. He then sat back and watched as she stroked my cock and directed it so that as I shot my load it went over her tits. He rubbed my cum into her tits. We then. He thanks her and falls asleep.~~~When Rachel wakes, he seems to be waiting for her, sitting up in bed and reading. He puts down his book when he senses her wake and leans down to kiss her. She kisses back, touching his face. When the kiss ends, he tells her, "We're going to start playing when you've woken enough." Yes, Sir," she murmurs.When she wakes all the way, she asks, "Sir? May I go to the bathroom?" For what?" I have to pee."He smiles. "That will be our first lesson. You may not pee. The map glows softly from the passenger seat next to you. You glance over and take the interchange that it urgently wants you to follow, leading you with gentle but persistent tones to traverse the pre-planned route.Outside of Manhattan's restricted airspace you pull the car into cruise and it lifts smoothly from the asphalt, wheels retracting into housings on the underside. The skim to Albany is quick and the skylanes nearly devoid of passing cars outside of the Seven Burroughs. The facility.