The key was getting rid of all the weight that kept us pinned to the ground. Birds, with their hollow bones could manage this with proficiency. Even l...arger birds could soar with confidence. My suit would provide that same benefit and the flight control computer would, I hoped, substitute for the millions of years of evolution and instinct that let birds do what they did naturally and so well. But in order to build those controls, I needed to have the same feel for flying that birds do.The work. "I don't know," I said sheepishly."Simon," she said, taking both of my arms in hers, "you have every rightto be happy."The sincerity of her voice moved me almost to tears, and I felt a pangof guilt for not having been more honest with her from the beginning."But Caroline deserves to be happy, too," she continued, and a sense ofpanic struck into me. Instinctively, I tried to pull my hands back in mylap, but they were immobilized by Erica Anna's vicelike grip."What... what do you mean?" I asked.. . To cum" he grunted, with out a thought I wrapped my legs around him so he couldn't get up and told him "cum deep inside me daddy I want your warm load inside me" as soon as I had finished he thrusted his cock deep in me all nine inches inside me I threw my head back and moaned hard and loud the whole street must of heard "OHHH FUCK YES DADDY" then he erupted "fuuuuckk" he grunted as he clenched shooting a huge load of cum in me so much it began to drip out, it felt like he had cum a years. ’ He humours me, but he doesn’t believe me, so I have to prove it. I lift the hem of my skirt so it’s hiked up to my hips, slip my hand under the panties and touch myself for him. I’m already wet enough to gather my juices onto my fingertips and rub them in circles around my clit. He groans in response. As if to give in, he drops the ball, takes his balls in his left hand, his cock in his right hand and starts to stroke. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. Slowly, at first, but it doesn’t.