.. you figure you can whore me out and make some money off of me." Oh God no! The thought never crossed my mind."Then why?"I'm not sure I can explain ...it, because I'm not sure why myself. But something inside me doesn't want you to leave my side. What is even more confusing is the fact that you just fucked me, my friends and my dog, makes you hotter to me than you can even imagine. I have never known anyone that sexually free and for some reason that turns me on. I love watching you fuck. You. You want to see ID? I left her this morning after a concert we did in Jackson.”Both nodded. Dave pulled out his wallet and passed the whole thing to them open to his driver’s license. On the opposite window was his pilot’s license.“You fly, too?” The brunette asked.“Yes. I own a plane.”“Cessna?”“Cessna Citation X, actually. You fly?” he asked.“Taking lessons. I’ll get my license before the end of the semester. I can actually get credit for it at the university. It’s a good deal because I wanted. Just to be sure I asked her if she was sure she wanted to do this. As a response she told me to fuck her. The sex was basic and primal. No sensual kissing, no elaborate positions, her body was something to use and enjoy and I did both.Up close, she was spectacular. Her tits soft to the touch, nipples that perked up under my fingers, and the tightest and wettest pussy I’d ever been in. As I fucked her, her tits bobbed back and forth seductively and I knew where I wanted to finish. I didn’t. Pushing my curiosity aside I put my face down on the ground and raised my tight little ass as height as I could, then I reached back and spread my ass cheeks. People started murmuring amongst themselves and from my prone position I saw a woman licking her lips, the look in her eyes was positively hungry.The man of the house had followed me and now he rested a booted foot besides me and kicked off. In surprised I felt the raised platform spinning slowly around like a roundabout and in one swift.