“I asked you a question girl, and I demand an answer.”“Please sir.” I get a breathy response this time. She’s almost there, I want her to be...g for it.“I don’t think you want it enough. Until you can ask properly you will have to wait.” A ragged breath escapes her lips. I know she wants this as much as me but I want to hear it. A kiss below her ear starts a new line, but this time there's larger gaps in between. As I move down her body I keep close enough for her to feel my breath. The second. This past weekend I went down on my wife both days, she gets so wet and squirts when she cums so I brought a small tupperware container, no more than 2”x2”, that is supposed to be used for salad dressing or condiments, into bed with us without her knowing.Both Saturday morning and Sunday evening she came into that little container without it ever touching her and arousing suspicion. I put it in the second fridge in the garage out of site after finishing up both times. On Monday morning I. Do that.”Right after breakfast we had everybody and everything on board. I’d met all the techs we were bringing for the job. After all, we all work together. They know I fly. I gave ‘em the pre-flight briefing. Advised them about buckling in, reminders about the headsets and intercom. Locations of barf bags. “You puke on my plane, you’re gonna meet a bucket and sponge.”Don’t misunderstand -- I LOVE flying, and there’s a lot of “romance” in flying Songbird. After all, this was my first real. She became so bold that she used to video call me while her husband is sleeping next to her and have phone sex with me while abusing her husband. Those were the most erotic masturbation I ever had in life. Once she asked me if I like female domination and I said I don’t mind as am not interested in submission but considering her she can’t go much rough on me. Next day she said she has a surprise for me once we meet next time but we could not meet each other for a long time. Then one weekday was.