Fucks Her In The Air: #8

I turned to Mom, whose flushed cheeks swept away any notion that Miranda was lying, but she avoided her embarrassment with bluntness, "Yes, it's true, Ellie. Miranda's sweet tongue is fucking amazing." The plane began its acceleration as silence overtook the front row of first class. Miranda reached across the aisle and grabbed my hand and closed her eyes. Clearly even after her many flights, she still hated the initial climb. Mom grabbed my other hand and also squeezed it for dear life, equally stressed by the plane's ascent. The silence was deafening for me even through the roar of the engines as the plane continued to rise and I eagerly awaited the next development in this sexually charged drama.

Not a word was spoken until the pilot announced we were at cruising altitude. Dana returned, her face showing her nervousness after the earlier awkward moment, and asked, "May I get everyone something to drink?" "A double whiskey," Ellie demanded.

"I'll have the same," Miranda said.

"A Bud Light," I requested.

"A white rum on the rocks," Mom ordered.

"Just a single?" Dana asked.

"No, make hers a double too," Ellie ordered.

"Ma'am?" Dana asked, wanting confirmation from the person ordering the drink.

"Sure, a double," Mom agreed, not looking at Ellie.

"I'll be right back," the pretty brunette (with purple streaks) said before disappearing up front again.

"Hurry back, sexy," Miranda purred, "I'm hungry."

"Oh, subtle," Ellie quipped.

not my style." Miranda smiled. "So do we

agreed, "We

dress you like a complete slut tonight," Miranda

"you'll be too busy

and confiding, "even if I

much

drink, Miranda flirted, "You know you're very pretty, Dana." "T-t-thanks,"

"You're welcome," Miranda said.

might be behind us listening to our licentious conversations, and saw that the other two rows were empty. Miranda, seeing the

our big-busted prey, asked, "So why is someone as sexy as you still

"High standards," Ellie answered.

planned. Since Dana was out of sight, she just ostentatiously held it high over my crotch, grinned at me and the other two, and

just left, hurried back. "Are you all

"I just need your

passengers, sir," Dana pointed to a

I waited a moment before peeking out the door and calling out, "Mom, could you

"A mother's work is never

I would need help, I wasn't eight any more, but didn't say anything as Mom stood up and joined me

(the first class bathroom by the way had way more room than the tiny boxes at the back of the plane) Mom fell to her knees

devouring my cock. She bobbed back and forth like a total hungry slut and it

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