I took the belt from my pocket and bound her hands behind her back. I flipped her back over and examined my prize. My god she was perfect. Her green ...yes glared at me with more hate than even I had. Those perfect tits nestled beneath the confines of her sport bra. I found myself thinking about her panties. Colour? Type? Did she even have any? I pulled off my sweater. Her eyes scanned my body. I wondered if seeing me like this turned her on. I picked her up and pushed her against the tree. I. They carried me north for quite a ways before I turned around to head home. I had to add a little throttle in order to make it back after a 90 minute ride.Once I had the plane back in the hanger and the fuel checked I headed home. I had used only four gallons. I was well within range for the five gallon tank to make the bird legal. Of course I had no plans to change mine out.I started the ride home on the trike. I pedaled a few time then hit the power. The trike took off at a clip about twice. I can feel the beginnings of an orgasm starting to build up inside me, telling you not to stop you carry on working your tongue getting faster and faster on my clit! A moan escapes my lips and I grip the bed sheets, the waves of an orgasm are beginning to rip through my body, I put on hand on your head forcing you into me as I shake as the orgasm hits me, I scream as I cum into your mouth! I lie exhausted as you move to lie next to me; I smile at you and lean across to whisper in your ear! . She would never weaken or become soft to his moans of agony. She would insist on her visits, that he would satisfy her, using her toys, her favourite a face dildo, or just his tongue and fingers. Pleasing her eased his suffering, his torture. What made it harder was he knew from the beginning that they were in an open relationship, but this very quickly was just open for her, because he just didn’t want anyone other than Mila. He was under her spell and couldn’t escape the desperate need to.