' Then I scoot for home. Retract the screens, seal up the cockpit, and hit the emergency pressure tank. Scratchy to breathe, but fine for pressure is ...dryox. By the time I'm near, my right thigh is screaming that it has the worst charley horse in history." Sounds horrible." Could be worse. Pain like that tells you you're still alive. They hold traffic for my docking, but my right leg gives me trouble on the controls. All four limbs, usually, flying a feiky. 'Smooth, not fast, ' I say as I dock.. She was not as attractive as Lucy and a little thicker than I like my girls but far from unattractive. She smiled as she saw me uncovered on the table and picked up the towel. I was afraid she was going to put it on but she lightly rubbed my ass and held up the towel and asked "you don't want?". I said no and she squeezed my butt and tossed the towel to the side. This was definitely a good sign. She started a good back rub and I quickly began liberally allowing my hands to roam over her round. “Heather, this can be hard or easy for you. Submit to me and it will be less unpleasant. If you resist, I’ll make it hell for you as long as I can. Do you understand?” “Why?, what, what are you doing? Get off of me and take these off of my hands you fucker!” “That’s not quite what I had in mind when I said submit, bitch.” I pulled her up by her hair and she let out a loud scream. I was ready with the rag and some duct tape and got her gagged very quickly. I grabbed two lengths of rope. Marla felt her cunt clamp tightly, then open all by itself. With her shapely tits showing now, she slipped her hands down, sliding her fingers through her thick mass of soft-hair. She pulled the lips of her cunt open, then squeezed them together, lifting her ass and twisting it in an inviting wiggle.Sally climbed back onto the bed with her mother and began to play with her firm, swelling tits.“Come here, Bob,” Marla whispered throatily. “Come to Mother, baby.”Bob climbed onto the bed, his cock.