He wanted that cock down my throat.Finally he pulled away his cock dripping with my spit.He quickly removed his clothes then took over removing mine.I... was afraid he was going to rip them off.Once naked he pushed me down on the floor,grabbed my ankles holding them as he put his swollen cock at the entrance to my hole like he was taking aim.Once his head penetrated my cunt he drove it deep and hard.Fucking me again like an a****l driving his cock hard into my cunt.He stopped pulled out and. .. fuck we have a helicopter on the pad. I am going to have to hover to the side, and they will have to jump down, scanning the roof now for guards."Cindy said as she reached over, activated the scanner, and watched the results."No one is on the roof. Get ready for drop off." Cindy said as she pulled the shuttle up next to the helicopter and hovered over a walkway. "We should be over the walkway on the portside."Back in the cargo bay, Ken opened the door and looked down at the walkway three. I had to remind myself that the ashes were only that – ashes; they were not Karen, only part of a symbolic rite I'd created for myself.I'd been in thirty-two states so far in my journey. In most, I'd met at least one woman who had made love with me, and taught me something about myself, about women, and about relationships. One axiom I'd learned is that there is no such word as 'normal' when it comes to sex. Along my travels I'd been in all sorts of sexual situations – often multiple women,. We had an ice cream sat at a table out on the street. No one seemed to care that I was naked. Ryan even talked me into sitting with my legs open so that my pussy was on display. My little clit ring was making sure that my AF level wasn’t too low but the warm, sunny day was drying my juices as quickly as they came out of me.We walked out of the village, up onto the main road and back towards our villa.It really felt good walking in that warm, sunny climate without the hassle of clothes. I.