I looked down at her as she sank down, crouching on the forest floor to undo the button in my pants. I was literally dumbfounded."He doesn't make me d... this," she went on, zipping down my fly with deliberate slowness. "It's just, I saw his cock one day. And I told him..." She pulled me out. Despite everything, I was still mostly hard, and seeing her looking up at me, watching her proudly stroke my cock, making full eye contact, licking her lips...well. "I told him I had to have it," she said.. I asked, “What’s all this about?”Elsa pointed up at the plane, “That’s Cindy. Today was her first flying lesson. Isn’t this great. She’s going to be a pilot. Eventually, she’ll use the runway here on the property.” Elsa pointed in the direction of the grass landing strip.I studied the small plane as it eventually leveled off and then headed off to the east, more or less away from the city. In those few seconds, I realized how important aviation was about to become to many of us in the. I like many, accepted that fact without much thought. We can all recall times when some sight, sound, smell or taste would remind us of something from our past. Over a month ago it happened to me but unlike previous occurrences, a whole series of memories were triggered leaving me stunned, shaking, aching in my heart for what had once been but would never be again.It was late, about 1:30 AM; I was at work at my desk when an employee of the company where I was assigned as security officer walked. As I tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention, she jumped back and just about muffled a shriek. I apologised and asked what she was doing, she just put a finger to my lips and with her other hand, pointed to the key hole. I then bent down in front of the key hole, as Mary removed her finger from my lips and squinted as I looked into my parents room. It took a second to realise what I was looking at but as soon as I ralised that it was my brothers girlfriend Suzy, bouncing up and down on.