“Maybe we should take this to the restroom then. Just in case one of the pilots comes back here.”Samantha smiles. “That’s so cliché. Besides,... they don’t have a reason to.” Her hand presses against this chest. “I’m think a quick orgasm for both of us. A quick fingering, a quick blow job?”Spencer grins. “I think we can handle that.” He kisses her again, deepening it.Sam’s nipples start to harden and her pussy begins to pulse. She is wet pretty quickly and her clit is already on a slow throb. She. " Is there a problem?" said Claudette, wrapping her cape around Trisha."I was assured you were allowing your boyfriend to decide on this littlesurprise makeover without issue." He's not my boyfriend anymore...but yes I'm good with it," repliedTrisha, lashing out at him as he sat in the chair next to her. "In fact,I'm looking forward to it. He's been dying for me to change my hair forthe longest time, and I guess I could use a fresh look with meneglecting myself with work and grad school. Plus. ”“Francesca!” he said emphatically.“That’s the girlfriend?” Stephie laughed.“Oh yeah. They have you and Red beat by quite a bit; he was about three months and she was about six months when they met.”“Wow! And I thought knowin’ each other since we was two was long! Think they’ll figure it out better than me and Red?”“Who knows,” I said, as we walked back to the house. “Her mom is getting divorced; her husband decided to leave her for his secretary.”“Now that’s low,” Stephie said. “It was bad. Grabbed her head and pulled her to me. Our lips were about to meet. I stopped a cm or so. I blew some air and she was really breathing heavy with her eyes closed. I was looking to her nose. Our lips met finally. I smooched her. She opened her mouth and let her tongue out. So did I. We were boxing with our tongues. She was really wild with that french work. Like she was an expert or so. While smooching I grabbed her left boob and we were making out. She grabbed my boner which was really hard.