Gregory slowly runs his fingers over Elizabeth’s soft and smooth legs. Elizabeth gasps softly at his touch. He goes to his knees and grins up at h...er. “You will enjoy this, Elizabeth.” Gregory smiles up at her. He runs his soft hands along her inner leg. She gasps softly and begins to moan. He smiles and kisses from her ankles to the lower part of her inner thigh. He stops to pull down her red and black panties. Gregory smiles as he feels the heat emanating from her womanhood. He keeps. As his enters me hard again my nails drag down his back in frenzy, moving down to his bum. ‘God Amy I’m going to come’. He pants into my ear as he pumps into me again. I want this, I want him to fill me, I dig my nails into his bum hard as he thrusts one last time. He pushes hard into me and stills while I pull him in with my hands as hard as I can. My teeth push into his skin as I try to stifle my loud grown as his warm liquid shoots into me. He moves only slightly as my nails dig into him. Trying to keep his voice steady, he ordered"Co-pilot, hit the red on the flight control panel."Morg played fair and did as he was told; Tim then had the reminder that disabling the control assist put them into manual and it was hard work to manually return the thrusters back to neutral and then correct the roll. As the warning lights settled, Tim pulled the throttle breaker to cut power from the engines, turned the 'ship' over and then deliberately re-engaged the breaker to take the momentum. Angie Sartini, a 6’2″ 325 pound shot putter, caught wind of the deal by cell and appeared just as the one blonde slipped the cash into the back pocket of her Levi’s.You can just hand that dough back to me, biker cunt, or I’ll pound you senseless. Angie was one of the most violent girls in the school. She had major issues with anger and was always fighting. She glared at the two 5’5″ 115 to 120 pound blonde biker chicks as if she wanted to kill.