I leant my old frame over the kitchen servery as she banged a frypan onto the old wood-fired Kookaburra stove and asked if she knew anyone locally who... had a plane for hire or simply could use some money for two days use of their wings. An hour and two phone calls later she introduced me to Fred who quoted what was to him an incredibly high sum and he almost fell over when I doubled what he asked for, for his silence and his complete attention that I gained immediately. I told him I would be. Thank you.? Hedoesn't say a word, just nuzzles her hair and then kisses her on the lips. For the rest of the day, he doesn't push her limits any further. Rather hefocuses on getting her used to the things they had explored so far. But lateon Saturday night after they have had some incredible sex heightened by somemore spanking, he says ?I want you to wear my collar.? She looks deeply intohis eyes and says ?If you wish.? With that, he gets up and brings her collarover. ?Kneel and I will place it. We both started kissing each other madly. Our tongues were exchanging saliva. She quickly pulled my t-shirt and started kissing me on my chest. Her bites on my nipples were making my cock hard.I whispered in a low voice, “Isn’t it wrong, Mrs. Jessica? You are my friend’s mom.” She smiled and said, “Raj, don’t worry, he won’t know about it. Let’s have fun tonight.”She opened my shorts and pulled my underwear down. She grabbed my cock and started licking my balls and sucking my cock. I was. The more I thought about it, the more it made me mad and I was more determined than ever to kill every terrorist I could find. Not only me but Vicky had a new fire in her eye every time a terrorist or terrorism was mentioned.The weekend was subdued; it was recovery, rest, and rejuvenation time. But Saturday morning Vicky and I went to Fort Smith to feed the prisoners and to deliver Balthazar’s letter to his father and to help clean them up.Robert had run it through the translator and Abra had.