“Now where was I?” she asked, temporarily distracted by a good-looking man in his thirties sitting opposite as we took our seats on the shuttle. And I was like, erm…thirteen.”
“Nooo!” I exclaimed, licking my lips in anticipation as we hurried on through the departure lounge. Porn sex Taking the hot little vixen aside at the airport as we queued to board, I whispered in her ear: “Ever had sex on a plane?”
She grinned knowingly. “Oh God,” I exhaled. “Oh yeah,” she smiled, legs easing apart so the guy opposite had the perfect view right up her skirt. Thankfully ours was a more clement flight, the only turbulence in my pants as Kelly continued: “This proved to be a problem owing to the continuing turbulence, so he lifted me up again, put the toilet lid down and sat on it with me on his lap, facing away from him. “Not here!” I scolded as she reached beneath the table to stroke my cock through the shorts. “Thirteen,” I replied hoarsely, all I could think of. Yet there was no way I was going anywhere with such a conspicuous hard-on and she knew it, teasing me with her tongue as it encircled her lips, before she began the recital: “Darling, I was walking to the toilet when I felt someone come up behind me.
