- Great, sir! Everything as you like! - Jane told me with a smile then.
And what the correct “top” will answer to this impudent statement? And then the answer that Jenny completely out of hand repulsed. Climbs to where they do not ask, the owner does not listen ...
“But, sir, who will explain to her then all the abnormal behavior?” Pained the sky beckons blue ...
Mike will explain to you. Right here, on the spot.
- Ready?
- Of course, Mentor.
Jenny is all in attention, looking through the glasses and catching my every word. What is on it now, except for points? In addition to glasses and the expression of humility and fear on the face, which is visible even through the glasses? Of course - the uniform of a stewardess, my obedient flight attendant. Since the sky beckons ...
- Navy blue cap, short sleeve shirt and Zimmerman Airlines logo, short navy blue skirt, white knee socks just below the knee and slippers on a medium size heel. So? And neither the panties nor the bra is not provided: we have the same warm route, who wears panties in this heat ?!
The girl is surprised that the Master is aware of the ladies' uniform adopted in this aircraft organization. Although why is there to be surprised? I am its owner and owner.
- Organization or me? - asks Jane too cleverly to instantly get an unambiguous and expected answer:
- Both, of course. Both companies and flight attendants. So unbutton a few buttons on your blouse to mark your luxurious bust in the opening, and let's go!
With a domineering gesture, I take her hand and - forward, to the preplant preparation in a familiar basement. By the way, I am wearing short black sports shorts, heavy army boots and a scarf, also with a company logo.
- Something I see in the window! - Jenny sighs curiously. Her palm is wet and cool, and she herself - embodied curiosity!
And here we go down the familiar stairs, my dear. Your breasts gently sway when walking, already wet between your legs. And after the heavy doors slam shut behind your back ... You freeze for a moment to swallow, and close your eyes. The bottom of the belt all pulsates frantically in anticipation.
- And now, to warm up - on your knees! And take it in your master's mouth. Just like that, right off the bat. - I only slightly move the leg of the shorts, letting out a tense cock.
- Oh, yes, my lord! - Obediently takes, without touching his hands, and a single movement swallows inside to full depth. Then, having tasted and tasted, he releases it again. Bravo, my girl, that's what school means!
And the music of Ivan Smirnov and his ensemble - hell, hell! One, shit! - steadily walks with us, never ceases for a minute. One composition after another. Guitar, piano, drums, village orchestra noisemakers. Zaleyka is still some kind of ... But “take pity!” - this is not for me today, for too much my slave servant and slave girl in my last days. For that and get a couple of hot today
- Got it? Here is the smarty. And now you put your hands behind your back and swing, kneeling. Sucking and swallowing my dick.
Jane tickles me with touches of the tongue fluttering along the trunk, leading around the fuete on the head, the butt joints at the end with the tip ... I learned something, as I see, in all these years of training. In the meantime, I unbutton a uniform blouse on it, releasing breasts for my caresses. And for future entertainment.
- And again the slalom track to the base, to the foot of the mountain! - my mountain skier groans heavily. Then he swallows again and again, striking his nose in the groin. And the member, by its efforts, is already huge, long and thick, hardly placed in this small mouth.
- Swallow the head - you can finish, I allow.
My girl is already trembling, enjoying the sweet taste of the host horseradish.
- Have you tried that radish? - sarcastically comments on the inner voice. And restless Jenny caresses me in the meantime with her bang from under the cap, which has almost already collapsed on its side. And know yourself purring with his mouth full:
- Oh, your lump, she is so delicious! Mmmm ...
- Uh, no, dear! - I return the cap to the place and attached to the hair with a barrette. - So the Boss likes it more.
After that, inspired by the opening picture, I take this delicate head with my palms from the sides and pull deeper on my swollen horseradish.
“Oh, Master,” Jenny wheezes, “Your concern for my appearance ... is so pleasant to me!”
That is why I got loose, restless, than do not shut up her mouth ... I cut off sharply:
- So, will you stop or what? We still have so much ahead ...
And my nedotrahannaya stewardess, as if waiting for a similar shout, pulls on my dick like a tight leather glove. - " Yes, yes, my Lord!" “- and explodes, rumbling and screaming. stories about sex Desperately battered with pens on my thighs, choking with saliva and flowing, it seems, from all the holes at the same time.
- Thank you, Master, for letting me finish!
- It would be so long ago, you are my intern! Time hurries: there, in the hangar, the wine-wing machine is already warming up the motors.
I raise my hand and move on. Another pair of rooms - and we are finally in place.
- Here it is, your helicopter!
There are two blue loops with handcuffs for arms and legs in the blue wall, slightly taller than a young intern. Branded skirt flies to the floor, and now Jenny is hung and crucified - arms higher, legs lower. But there is also a footrest to rest on occasion.
“You are completely at the mercy of the Boss, helpless and open — and you like it, my little stewardess.”
“I am your crosspiece,” a punched young sassy, “your life cross!”
Flight cap is still on it. Cap, socks, shoes ... And a black diamond amulet, of course. Jenny is already wet through and through, but I still take the cream and start gently and persistently promazyvat girl anus ring. And it readily opens wide to meet my fingers.
- Oh yeah! My ass wants you, Mister!
For what I love my girlfriend and maid, in all her roles: start up with a half turn. Moans now from every touch of the cream and flows over the thighs, writhing on a leash as if already in a frying pan.
- You want me, you say? But you still have to wait for me, dear. For now ...
Instead of a piano in the bushes, the Lord hid a special unit on wheels. I move it closer, now a thick artificial penis, mounted on a special motor, plunges into the girl's anus.
“He fills you all the way through, girl.” You see the admiration on my face, and it gets even stronger.
- Yes, commander, inexpressible emotions pierce me! What now?
And now, just, the motor starts to gain momentum, and the artificial member in someone's ass spins faster and faster. Here it is, your helicopter!
The expression "tester" seems to come from the word "torture". At least in this particular case. But torture is more than sweet, and now my test-intern is screaming and shaking with lust.
- Are you ready to take off?
- Oh yes, my nasta-a-a-avnik! - Jenny comes in convulsive spasms.
But your trial has just begun, dear. What is our next item?
- And now a little warm your breasts!
I step back and lightly touch them with the tails of a black leather whip.
- At first gently, teasing the nipples with gentle touches ...
- Yes, my mike, yes. I beg you, I beg you: hit!
- That's how. Do you want more ?!
Good girl, already learned something. And as a sign of encouragement he receives a sharp lash, first on the left breast, and then on the right. Biting, backhand.
- I'm good, very good, ...
- you scream humbly to your Boss. - And I will be even better if you order!
The lash responds to the pain of pleasure in the breast nipples, captures and compresses the luxurious hemispheres.
( Oh, sweetly faint ... )
And the elastic phallus, meanwhile, everything revolves in your ass ...
(... the rumbling of the engine in the back, the biting blows in the front ...)
- I myself a helicopter! - the aeronaut crucified and stretched between the pillars happily shouts.
- Come on, stewardess! - I command with the next whip strike. “You are an obedient girl, and you know that you can’t stop without the master’s permission.”
And you just waited for this order. And flashing a sheaf of heavenly colors.
- Ma-a-a-ike, my mike! After all, you are allowed!
Not only allowed, but also ordered, mind you. And the commander of the crew for subordinates is the king and god when you are in the sky. But that's not all, my girl. Far, oh, not all. Why not hear voluptuous moans, by the way?
- I publish them, my Lord, here, hear? And I fight, I fight on your "chopping wall"!
And now - the final touch of our pre-flight preparation. The whip flies to the floor, on the nipples of Jenny hang now clothespins with weights-bells
- This thin crystal chime against the background of the uniform humming of the helicopter motor from behind - it literally strips me with a wave of bliss ...
And now the swollen head of my penis is approaching the pussy that is painfully bored from being incomplete and unclaimed. You've been waiting for this?
- Yes, Mike, please. Have mercy and mercy, I beg you!
Last control from the control tower:
“Are you open and ready, my helicopter pilot?”
- Yes, yes, oh yeah!
Finally finally finally. The commander's steering wheel, he is the end, plunges into your depths. Rude, harsh, impatient. By screws!
Jenny shudders at the long awaited moment of separation. From the runway, from the soil, from reality ... She is sweet and anxious at this delightful moment of takeoff to the upcoming peaks.
- Otolbi me, fuck in both screws, my Teacher and the chief pilot! You see and hear how I surrender to this air flow.
“ Feel yourself all now! “- ordered Mike.
And Jenny felt: crucified and chained to the wall, her wrists and ankles were happy with a sweet captivity. Mouth and throat remember the feeling of the Lord's fucking; its taste, hardness and volume. The amulet on the navel pulsates and makes all sensations sharper and clearer - such is its magic. And on the feet of the celestial flyers - shoes that so excite and delight the Boss. In the ass know yourself making circles artificial member. The nipples are clamped with clothespins and jingle in time with the movements - whether Jenny herself, who has her measuredly in Mike's pussy, or even according to the rotation of the blades of a virtual helicopter in our aviatorsha's long-suffering ass, such as Carlson, rests on her roof.
- My captain, I do not stop shaking! Compress and unclench ...
Jane is stretched between the pillars, she is stretched both from above and below, she herself is stretched, like a bowstring, ready to burst every moment ... And my insatiable dick tirelessly bangs the little “stewardess named Jenny” who was shaking in violent orgasms such a song, hee hee !
- I fuck you in all holes, my little slut. And you like this one. But you only dream about one thing.
- Spa ... thanks, mentor!
- What about oh? It's too early ... You did not say the most important words
- I love you, my lord! I love the way you fuck me! I am glad to serve your pleasure and thank you for teaching me! For taking me with you to the sky!
Again, twenty-five, even count on the head teshi!
- I'm waiting, salaga! Ask me to finish - how much more to teach you, damn it!
- Oh, sorry, Master. Please, beg, catapult me!
Well, finally. It would be so long! I am planting my dick in this hospitable and wonderfully designed pisz at full depth with a powerful blow ...
- Mike, my favorite!
... and down the stormy fountain of hot sperm, finding the long-awaited discharge.
- Aaaa! Damn! Enchantress! How am I well-oh!
And Jenny is also shaken by a cascade wave, orgasm after orgasm.
- Yes, my treasure, yes! I am yours, your problyadushka!
Here, here is your Mike screaming from the pleasure of one hundred and twenty decibels, like a jet airliner taking off. Well gone, however!
- My propeller, majestic and restless!
Again, again and again I plant in the violently shuddering feminine depths. Finishing time after time ( that’s an infection! ), I’ve come down again and again, singing you with my seed.
- And it overwhelms me with admiration!
But it seems that the landing strip is already ahead. Wheels touch asphalt. I gently and gently release you from the whole ammunition. Then I put on my feet, helping to put on the form of a flight attendant ... And gently kiss on the lips. I like to hug you by the shoulders in this uniform jacket, my girl - after such a successful landing ..
- Thank you for your flight, Mentor!
- Well, on it also we will finish, darling. Flight from over. See you at our airport.