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Continuation of the story: I had to recover the events of the past event. I visited Sabrina the following day. She offered me to stay with her for 1-2 days. Fortunately, I had a few days off. The condition was that I dress around the clock as Larissa. She had to work so that I spent alone in her apartment. Somehow I had no urge to go outside. Since I didn’t feel better even after 2 days, I let my family doctor write sick and spent another 3 more weeks with her.
In time she helped me to move me even better female. After I was a little better again, Sabrina said that I should go to work for her as reparation. I then went to my family doctor again, who luckily wrote me sick another week. So I got ready the following evening to go to work. Sabrina had put out a sweet summer dress for me, which I also put on.
Including quite inconspicuous white underwear, a thin, glossy gold pants and flat shoes. So I set off. When I arrived at work, I found that the hospital had issued new service washing. For the female patient transport staff, there were now dresses in the classic A-cut with a little neckline and slightly swinging, narrowly knee-wing rock part. Obviously there were no longer pants. There was a note in the laundry output spints that some employees were selected from the hospital to test these clothes.
Sabrina -Aso Ich- was obviously one of them. The dress was very pleasant to wear for hospital clothing, which was happy to. I had service with Christian, a somewhat older colleague. Not up to him that I wasn’t the real Sabrina, which very calmed me down very much. The first orders went without incidents and we exchanged ourselves with the processing. Shortly after midnight, a helicopter landing was made to us. Since it was my turn, I went to the landing site.
Christian accompanied me because he was boring. After the helicopter had landed, I looked closer to the model, it was a pretty new helicopter. When unloading, the pilot asked me if I would be interested in helicopter because I would have looked at everything so precisely. I just said that it was a chic new model. He asked me if I wanted to accompany him to refuel. I may have to say that the petrol station for helicopter was not at the landing site, but at the then Berlin Tempelhof Airport, about 15km away from the hospital.
I can be heard because I have to carry out ambulance, but my colleague Christian said that I shouldn’t miss something like that. I asked him if he was really serious, since he had to do all the orders in the hospital alone, but he stayed with his offer. After leaving the landing site with the patient and the rest of the crew, the pilot only said that he wanted to take a few photos of me.
I didn’t think anything about it and agreed. He took some photos when I got into the helicopter and when I was sitting in the helicopter. I was even allowed to sit in front. Then he started the engine and a short time later we were already withdrawn. Berlin at night from above is really worth seeing. The flight to Tempelhof airport passed far too quickly. During the tank process, the pilot came up to me and started to stroke me.
I noticed the bump in his pants. He only said that he would fly a big round for a small fee and started to lift my skirt with his hands. Since no one saw us at this point, something leaned me in the helicopter with my upper body and he started to fuck me from behind. I noticed that he had a huge cock because his bumps hurt and I had hells.
The whole thing lasted a good 10min. Before he turned away from me. His sperm really flowed down my legs, he had injected such masses into me. So of course I couldn’t get into the helicopter. He showed me where there was a toilet where I could make myself fresh for a moment. When I came back, he was already sitting in the helicopter and the rotors turned in full swing. I went to the helicopter and had to find that it was quite windy under the rotors.
He sawed that I should get in. I saw how he took photos of me all the time. When I got on, he took off immediately and we flew all over Berlin before he landed on the hospital premises. I contacted Christian about radio, who said that I should go to the crew again to go helicopter. I did that too and a short time later he picked up again and disappeared at dawn.
A few weeks later -I was on duty again as Mike, showed me a colleague pictures that he had received from a helicopter crew. He said, “Look at that, Sabrina our hot sweeper was able to fly recently. “I took a closer look at the pictures and saw myself as Sabrina. The first photo showed me when I got a leg to get into the lifting screw and the skirt was pulled so high that you could see everything under my dress.
In the second picture I was sitting in the cockpit, my legs spread slightly, because the Steru sticks were between my two – of course again with the result that you saw everything under my skirt again. The third picture showed me when I came from the toilet and ran towards the helicopter with running rotors. Here my dress was completely whirled so high that I released everything up to my belly button. I got horny for myself and asked my colleagues to send me the pictures, which he did too.
A few days later I found printing of the pictures hanging even in the men’s blade, probably knowing to serve as a wank template for one or the other. I have never told Sabrina about the recordings and, as far as I know, she still has no idea.
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