She was a good girl and good girls dont ask such things but like she said she was horny (must have been reaally horny).So it was clear that she was tr...apped between shame and hornyness and no help from her. So i pulled her string to the side and started rubbing her asshole with my middle finger. As we didnt do anal of course there was no lube. Only thing i could use was my spit. i tried to put some between her cheecks...After rubbing her hole from the outsidei puut my finger into her.... Now. "How you doing?" Joe whispered, his hands moving over her rib cage, toying with the band of her bra."I'm hot." Susan whispered back. The room was feeling hot with the fireplace, with the heat from the men. Or maybe with the heat of sexual tension. Either way, she was too warm.Joe slowly took a hold of her sweater's edge and lifted, giving her time to protest. As he raised it, she raised her arms and allowed him to pull it over her head and arms. It was dropped, uncared for. Joe looked down.. Something interesting.’ ‘Something…interesting…’ I said quietly, taking it as a challenge. What to talk about? Surely not relationships, not with her barking about her boyfriend in the morning. No no, that would be bad. The weather was boring and cold and bloody awful. Travel. Yeah, travel. ‘How about travel? What places would you like most to go?’ ‘Travel huh?’ she replied after a moment. ‘Okay, travel it is.’ We got into a rhythm with the conversation. We ordered dinner and discussed places. If the hostess was standing in the one place for long enough you could even insert a finger or two into her vagina. If the young woman enjoyed that touch she was allowed, and even encouraged, to sit herself over the guy’s lap and let him finger fuck her wet pussy right there on his seat - if it didn’t prove too uncomfortable. The man could also suck on her lovely breasts as well while his fingers did their work.The women on these flights were not left out either. The male attendants were all.