1. Our little home theater
  2. We had that Hamlet!
  3. By helicopter - and forward!
  4. Seal of her Master
  5. Our plane, fly forward!

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But it began quite innocently.

- 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, - myself, shit! 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 a touch of tongue fluttering down the trunk fouet on the head, the joints at the joint end with the tip ... I learned something, as I will see, for 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. Desperately pounding my thighs with pens, 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 already warms 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, ...

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