Lisa squeezed harder and slowed the strokes down, but nearly pounded her fist into me before nearly ripping my cock off during the up stroke. I was cr...ying and begging as they touched, stroked, kissed bit and continued to try to squeeze every last ounce of me out the slit of my cock and I can tell you that they did a damn fine job of draining me not only of my sperm but of my humanity as I dissolved into a blubbering, boneless meat sack of flesh quivering in the restraints that were the only. The robe caressed her body like a cool cloud.He offered her his hand and guided her down the stairs and into the seat next to the one he had been sitting in. He prepared her a long drink and brought it to her. Sitting down he swivelled their chairs so they faced each other. The air conditioning that had been vital during the performance now almost chilled the air too much. The chill raised her nipples but wasn’t the only factor in their excitement.“So did you like my performance?” She. “Are you having fun, you grumpy old pervert?” Lynn punched me in the arm a little harder than light.“Who are you calling grumpy?” I smiled and patted her on the butt.Lynn and Erin locked arms after setting the date for the next appointment and they headed out the door oblivious to me. Erin asked me to sit in the back with her if Lynn didn’t mind. She smiled and nodded.We got into the back seat and as soon as Lynn had pulled out of the parking lot, Erin grabbed me and kissed me. She pushed her. . (s) ... like in the early Seventies a Franco Fascist gave a series of lectures in my living room. To say nothing of the often expressed rumor of my wilder days of dealing ... just a rumor ... not a speck of truth in it.But ... the side door closed and a light on the instrument panel went from RED to GREEN and the fella in the left seat asked me to read a list.He handed me a large sheet that had been laminated.Oh joy ... big letters. COCKPIT READINESS.He pointed at the first line. "Start here.