Instead a shocked gasp sputtered out. Sex And there was no way she could get out through the cockpit windows. Markhan lifted himself up and bucked his huge hips forward and the thick cock head surged through the outer ring of her vaginal muscles. It was hairy too. “Yes sir?”
He made a slight gesture with one hand. “So, Miss Winston, do you take shorthand? I do with it what I will. Ahhhh!!!”
He’d let go of her hair and taken her other nipple between thumb and forefinger, squeezing them both at once, twisting them both, pinching and pulling on the flesh of her nipples as if he were trying to squeeze them off, sending spasms of pain coursing through her body, down to her pussy, where her internal muscles grabbed at the thrusting cock, urging it to ram into her all the harder. Darcy didn’t worry about Mister Hendricks chasing her around any desk. Darcy had started searching for something to break open one of the windows when she heard the low growling sound coming from the front of the fuselage, then a rustling of leaves, a sound like something heavy moving through underbrush. His slow steady breathing lifted her slightly up and down as she moved.
