"Do you know what the piledriver is, slut?" she says. He still hasn't said a word. I nod, and she says "Of course you do, you fucking sissy" with a la...ugh. "Do it then", and I shimmy up to their couch. I throw my legs over my head with my back propped against the couch, so my now gaping pussy is at the top of my upside down pose. He straddles me and slaps his cock against my hole, and he grins at me. "He liiikes you, Allison" she says as he bends his cock downward to sink it into my ass. As he. Her mouth was like heaven as she sucked and ran her tongue around the shaft caressing my balls with her hand. The truck driver kept the same speed as we did so I decided to give him a better show. Fucktoy you need to remove your panties. Her ass was already in the air in the passenger seat while she was giving me the blow job but with her cheerleader outfit and no panties the truck driver got the first look at her dripping wet cunt. Still sucking my cock taking as much as she could in her mouth. We think Clyde is a telepath and we think he planted this extreme desire into Adkins and a lot of others.}{You may be right Cindi, but why just some of the people? Why wouldn't he place the same compulsion in everyone?}{Maybe he thinks Adkins has a corrupt mind to begin with and he's easier to work with. Maybe that's why he wants to be rid of you. He can't corrupt your mind. That could also be the reason he had Sam killed.}{Why would he want to be rid of me, but not worry about you guys? You. Maybe twelve sorties a day ... sometimes more if the army was in retreat and needed the air-cover. The airdrome might be 20 miles behind the lines."He shaded his eyes and gazed into the darkening two acre hangar. "Most everything I can see flew 220 miles an hour at least. Fly out, strafe the enemy infantry, fly back, rearm refuel ... takes an hour turn around tops and many ground crews were faster. A good ground crew could get a plane and pilot back in the air in 30 or 40 minutes."With that.