He said sure and told me he would be over in about an hour. I slipped into the little sundress I usually wear while doing little things aro...und the yard. It was already starting to get hot when he arrived so we decided we had better get right to work. He got what he needed out of the garage and went to work. When he got to one place where he was going to have to reach to trim one branch he asked if I would hold the ladder. As I was holding the ladder I looked up and found myself. The tables are turned now bitch i said as he began to laugh. i pushed my pussy down on his face and grind down as hard as i could. rotating my hips and pushing my clit against his mouth was sensational. when i moved down and sat on his cock it filled me completely. i could feel my orgasm already. he started to fuck me but once again i took charge. i rode him hard, fast, and rough. he kept telling me to stop. no! your my bitch now! i dont think he likes being dominated because he threw me off of. She tapped in her birthday and opened the gate, then the door. 'I never saw a thing while I was here before, ' she thought. 'Except him.'The house was U-shaped with a big patio and pool in the center. The high ceilings were supported by heavy timber posts and wooden beams. The outside walls were mostly solid, covered with stucco that looked a little like adobe. The space inside was incredibly open, the walls to the patio were glass that looked like most of it would slide open in good. A few of the pilots were already lounging in the chairs closest to the hearth. Johnny Bannister, Willy O’Connor and Basil Throckmorton murmured greetings to the others as the entered. ‘Fog still thick out there mates?’ ‘Thick as fleas on this old dog.’ Replied Monty Walsh, one of the new comers, as he bent down to scratch the petulant ,as well as lazy, dog that lounged by the fire. ‘No flight time today chaps.’ Opined Richey Burton the oldest of the pilots stationed there, and their commanding.