“Now let’s get one thing straight. I’m after sex and what I want you to do, you do, got it?” My sexually domineering side was asserting itself.... It had been a year since I’d last had sex and it had been puberty since I first started having these kinds of fantasies, and now it was about to become true and I wanted to direct it.“Absolutely.” They crowed, loving it.“Good, well for a start I’m not calling you ‘Gareth’. So what’s your name?”“Catrina.”“Well Catrina, I intend to fuck you every which. I loved teasing her and I asked, loud enough that Robin would notice, how was the wax doing for her from the vap pen. It was so funny, seeing Rebecca try to respond as her sister and I both looked at her, waiting for her response. Unknown to Robin, I had just slowly started finger fucking her tight pussy as I asked her the question. Teasing fun.Rebecca said it was amazing and she couldn't get enough. Her eyes locked on mine as she pushed her hips forward as if she was getting comfortable, but. I did the same thing, and we closed and locked the hangar door.Cindy stood beside Ann as Jim and I stowed the bags in the cargo compartment and preflighted the plane.Climbing in, Ann said, "I can see why you said this isn't a 'skirt' situation." Cindy giggled.Jim and I climbed into the front seat. I turned to Ann. "There's a barf bag in the seat pocket." Dan," she said, "I'm SURE!" Just sayin'," I said. I turned to Jim. "You wanna read the checklist?"Jim laughed. "One page ... got it!"We fired. ’ ‘Bass.’ ‘What?’ Barbara just sighed. The 40-inch by 30-inch framed painting was of a six galloping wild horses. ‘Omigod, it’s astonishingly good.’ The girls agreed with their mum. ‘No it isn’t,’ Bass growled. ‘They’re wild American Mustangs, not Australian Brumbies (feral horses).’ ‘What’s so great about Brumbies?’ Barbara asserted. ‘Chips your favorite stock horse is a registered American Quarter Horse.’ ‘So?’ That was enough to tell Barbara she’d won that round and she heard the girls.