She shoved her fingers inside her and sucked on them over and over and my hand moved faster. Finally, she clutched one breast with one hand and rubbed... her clit with the other. Her eyes closed, she bit her lower lip and I presumed she was having an orgasm. Then she began a ritual of slipping her fingers inside her, sucking on them and inserting them again. She nodded at me, obviously urging me to come. When I did, sending spurts onto the grass below me, she smiled, clapped her hands briefly and. He stepped forward. “I’ll load your bags for you, if you please.” Hollis handed them over, and he led the way out the door to the ramp.I stepped through the door, and nearly stumbled over my own feet as I saw the Cessna Citation waiting for us. The captain entered first, then Hollis. I managed to climb up the steps without falling on my face, and I sat in the seat Hollis pointed me towards. The cabin was set up with four seats in a club configuration, with a small folding table between them.. As I carried in my bags and engaged in conversation, I looked around the house. No box. Had it not come? Did it not ship yet? Was it lost in the mail? Who cares?! A feeling of relief came over me. My surprise purchase was not discovered and this could remain my little secret. The next day I went back to life as normal and figured I would grab the package when it came next week. Thank God!That night, my wife and I climbed into bed for the evening. It wasn't unusual for us to make love on. "Fuck... Oh, Ayla."As we go up, her hair falls into her face. "I'm going to cu…" Lightning strikes in the distance, lighting up the sky and her eyes as she starts to cum."Fuck, Abby," I say followed by a faint noise as I start to cum seconds behind her, causing me to grip the chain harder, almost lifting us off the seat for the moment.Her arms go back around my neck hugging me tightly, and our legs go limp. While the swing slows, there is no cold, no goosebumps, no shivering, only the true.