She was a pilot. She gave me smile as I boarded the plane and I leaned over and whispered to her quietly, “So, is it true you put the plane on auto... pilot and just sit back?”She smiled at me and gave me wink but that was all. I followed the row down the plane to my seat and slid in. I couldn’t help looking up once in awhile to get a peek at her, she was quite stunning.As the plane took off and we were gliding at our needed altitude, the seat belt sign went off and I sat back and relaxed. I. I drove her to work, parked the Desoto at her hotel and I walked to school. No longer did we wait for a bus, endure its frequent stops and comingle with other riders. My one-year younger brother got his driver’s license in the Desoto with me as an instructor. Its automatic shift meant he didn’t learn to drive manual shift and I retained a smug driver’s superiority over him.Dad made us park on the street so he could park in the garage. Thereafter the front of our house was cluttered with our. Their dicks visibly jumped in their confinements when they saw her kneeling on the bed, and they circled her to get a good look at the woman they were about to make love to. The husband sank into a nearby armchair and started stroking himself as he watched the strangers pull off their boxers, put on flavored condoms, and mount the bed. As one knelt in front of her and reached his hands out for her thighs, the other pressed gently up behind her and stroked her shoulders. She cooed softly and. “I want you to be mine,” she sighed. “I want you to fall for me. I want this to be all the time. You on top of me. Your cock deep inside me.”The rhythm increased.“You make me cum. You make me cum so easily. I belong to you.”Her body trembled. She climaxed. I sped up. I wanted to cum with her. My cock spasmed and I unloaded. I filled her pussy for what seemed like the twentieth time in just a couple of days.I put off departing for as long as I could. I didn’t get home until midnight and.