None were high security concerns that the Air Force would guard from a cyclist.After that quarter mile, I had arrived at a choice. I was now at the so...uthwest corner of the block that Hangar One was in the center of. The hangar itself was about a thousand feet northeast of me. If I carried on riding east on the road for another eighth of a mile, I'd be directly south of the hangar but still eight hundred feet from it, which was still too far, so I'd have to turn north at that point and ride. She would do this quite a few times and when I did cum I filled the condom. When she had evenings off she would come round to my place and I would always cum at least once in her mouth and once in a condom in her pussy. I asked her what her job was and she was very evasive, saying she answered the phone and took messages for a home business of a friend, but her hours were always 3.30-11.30pm. After about a month she finally confessed that she worked in a nearby house as a maid to an escort. It. A friend was on the other couch, falling asleep. I wasn’t paying attention to them though. My mind was on the person next to me, her warmth seeping into me. I had one arm draped across her, holding her close to me. There was nowhere else in the world that I could possibly have wanted to be at that exact point in time. Our friend was completely asleep now. She looked up at me; let me fall into her eyes, her deep blue eyes that reminded me of tide pools. Her hand came up and held the side of my. I had the yellow bikini which he obviously knew about. I had a pair of yoga pants and a tank top that went along with it, I had a couple of pairs of panties, and I had a pleated school girl skirt. I took pictures of all of them and texted them to him. About five minutes later he replied.Put on the white panties and the skirt. I’ll be over in a bit.I did as he said; I slid the panties on and tucked my tiny cock. Then I put the skirt on. I went down stairs to wait for him. I was sitting on the.