Originally posted by yourpinkpill. No amount of free wifi was going to make your fifteen hour flight enjoyable. You were on a business trip, and while your coworkers moaned and groaned about you being able to fly to another country for free, you still felt like you were receiving the short end of the stick. No matter what flight you took, you were always seated next to someone dreadful. You can still hear the snoring from the person sitting next to you on your last flight, as if their incessant noises were drilled into your head permanently. You shot your friend a glare and she shrugged. But you never know if you could be sitting next to someone interesting! Give people a chance! Sunny gave you a big hug and then slapped your butt to get you moving. You rolled your eyes and then gave her a wave, heading into the airport.
The Mile High Club
His heat radiating muscles throbbed at her touch as his heartbeat quickened. She placed her hand on his neck, just below his ear, as she bit his lip. He tensed and she smiled. Biting was his weakness, but they were in the middle of a flight. His pulse jumped out at her hand from his jaw line and quickened when she slid her hand from his neck into his pants. She peered around in the dark to see all the surrounding passengers sleeping. The stewardess walked by and he stilled his breathing, this was going to be hard. She was too good. As her tongue slid down the side of his cock, the lump under the blanket on his lap sunk lower. He could hardly contain himself as the tip of his penis touched the back of her throat.
This post is dedicated to Donald J Trump. My best friend in the entire universe is Russian. She is my sister from another mister. We met when my family hosted an exchange student my junior year of high school. Tamara was said exchange student. Since we have graduated college, we have tried to meet up at least once a year. Three years ago we went to Nashville.
You had done it together about a million times before. But this one was different. This one was the flight to end all flights in the sense of the amount of sheer time. Dan had surprised you with a birthday present of a lifetime. A flight to your choice it was going to be a two-week excursion of sunshine and relaxation. The only problem was just the thought of sitting on a plane for that long cramped, hot and most likely near some random dude made you want to go back home and just cuddle. So you would be across the walkway from Dan.