You move to the centre and sit on a coffee table and tell me to get over your knees. Everyone is quiet. i struggle to get in the right position trying... to keep myself covered. After a few hits you move my legs apart and i am expected to keep them apart. You tell everyone to watch how my cunt gets swollen and wet and how my lips part. You carry on, spanking me, hard. i am struggling not to cry but the tears come. Also the feeling of belonging comes, the feeling of being owned. i know i am. A few seconds later, Jon felt a pair of hands pulling him from the depths of Fiona. Turning he saw Genja rise from the water with so much grace she looked like a sexy mermaid. As soon as Jon was clear of the stunning redhead’s pussy, Genja dove between the girl’s legs to suck all of his come from her pussy. While was taking in the sight, he felt the moisture and tightness of a pair of lips engulf his softening length. Chrissy and Claire were knelt there taking turns with his appendage, making. " I took a sip from my drink. "I heard that you are available to us during the flight. Is that right?"Yes of course Sir. I can entertain you here in your seat or there is a bed in a cubicle towards the back of the 'plane." No. Go to the washroom but leave the door unlocked. You can entertain me in there." There was a long time fantasy that I now had the chance to turn into reality."But Sir, surely the cubicle would be more comfortable." Perhaps but I'd like to take you in the washroom, thank. I was assigned to the second shift, so I went to the curtained alcove in the back of the open sleeping area that was marked "Females Only". Only one other woman was pulling guard with me today, a black female from the company orderly room whose name I only vaguely recalled. We settled in. She was called for the second shift and two hours after that I joined my relief shift and off we went.I didn't pay attention to all the guard posts, figuring whichever one I was placed at would be the only one.