“Long journey ahead”, I said.“Yeah indeed. I had no choice. Otherwise, I’d have gone by train. It’s better”, she replied.“Agreed!” and...we shared a chuckle.Slowly we started talking and then I came to know that her name was Riya and she was a divorcee (YAY!) and was traveling to Mumbai to have fun over the weekend. She liked traveling but always preferred trains.“I like meeting and exploring new people”, she said with a naughty smile. Soon it was dinner time and the bus stopped at a Dhaba and we. If they did that fundraiser four times a year, in three or four years their entire college education could be paid for. All I had to do was worry about all of us going to jail for a prostitution ring.I needn’t have worried, the chief of police, the mayor, and two judges were my first customers…and every one of them paid for Vivian. Within a week I had sold all five hundred and eighty tickets. Everyone got one full hour with his cheerleader, ten on Saturday, and ten more on Sunday.It was such a. I was gifted at being able to fly anything I can get behind thecontrols of, but controlling Kaaren, was a little tricky. Space was easy,there were no forces like drag or gravity trying desperately to ground melike in the atmosphere.I peered over the balcony and saw the street 37 stories below. Cabs wereblaring their horns trying to make it to their next destination. It wasnearing sunset and the sunlight was bathing the clouds in a beautifulorange hue. The constant feeling of my body. She tried to guide me inside but it was impossible for me to get more than the tip of my cock in her cunt with the coat fastened. Another roar from the crowd told me the countdown had reached the last minute: I had to move fast. I parted her legs as wide as I could and told her to grab the railing in front of us. I got my prick into position just before the ball dropped in a volley of fireworks. When the count reached zero I pulled her body towards me, impaling her on my prick. Her mouth.