"Smell and taste your juices, bitch." Suck those juices from your panties crotch."Of course, I obeyed, sucking in the juices from the panties. They we...resoaked with pre-come fluid.Next, she picked up a long wooden bar that had straps attached at each end."This is a spreader bar," she said. "This will help keep you spread wide so that I have a clear, open shot at your hole. It will keep your legs as far apart as I want for as long as I want."Mistress Lynn attached one end of the bar midway up one. But for some reason that wasn’t for me tonight. Not tonight. Something called me to the surf. Something strong, something I could feel deep inside. Looking out over the waves I could see the fishing boats ploughing their way through the dark waters. The red and green lights, like christmas decorations on a busy highway, showing their directions of movement. Perhaps my father was out there, dragging his nets, praying for the bounty that had supported our family as I had grown up. But that wasn’t. I bucked up desperately against her fingers as she fucked , the sensations were mind blowing as I came hard around her fingers. Before the last waves had subsided her mouth was fixed firm around my hole, thrusting her tongue deep, sucking at me, making my dying orgasm explode into fresh waves of pleasure. I felt the force of it as my cunt expelled my cum into her greedy mouth. It was so much more intense than anything my own inexperienced fumblings had drawn from my body. As my gasping breath. But at some point in the trip, they felt turbulance, wich got stronger and stronger. After no time at all a red light went on, telling everybody to fasten their seatbelts. The plane shook even more and more, thuder claps were heard everywhere. Then in happened, lightning hit the left wings motor, wich exploded in a massive firestorm and the entire wing flew off. Oxigen masks dropped from the cieling and everybody put them on. One pilot ran out of the cabin and warned everbody very clearly: „WE.