Or, if it is still foggy in the morning, we will take off then. But I am not flying a planeload of people over Witch Mountain in the fog on Halloween ...night.”That’s when the young woman– a rich, spoiled young woman by the looks of her– spoke up loudly. “Then I’ll go find someone who has the balls to fly,” she said loudly as she stormed out of the packed boarding area. David lifted his glass– actually paper cup– to her as she stomped away.She was back a few moments later with a crowd of other. I already have three wives and it’s hard to split my time between them as it is. I’m trying to stay home more to be with them.”“I have no problem with your hardness,” she teased tightening her pussy muscles around his cock. “Right now I’m satisfied having you in my life and enjoy my times with you. Karen has joked I could be wife number four or give you up to have sex with her, Wendy, Tina, and your other friend, Lisa.”“You women sure like to talk about me.”“We do and I said to Karen, I love. Please! Please! Please! Make your little slut cum!" She moaned with complete abandon.Sheila was desperate for release but I was not ready to give her that pleasure just yet. I wanted to make her squirm and beg. She looked so beautiful lying there in such an agonized state of arousal. I had to make her feel the power of my raging cock deep inside her and make her milk it in order my boiling cum flood into her womb like molten lava erupting from a volcano.Suddenly, I ceased to pleasure her. I. His hand held her head in place as he kissed her deeply, her own fingers moving to make quick work of the buttons of his shirt. He gasped as her tiny hands slid over his chest, fingertips grazing his nipples. He broke the kiss only to find her neck, the roughness of his stubble and the softness of his lips making her moan once more. She could feel the slickness building between her legs as he sank lower still, bending at the waist to trap one nipple and then the other in his mouth. He nipped at.