I think he scared the hell out of the guy sitting next to me and to be honest I was afraid my shit was screwed too and not in the good way. But I gra...bbed my carry on and followed him back through this door. He kept taking me further and further away from the rest of the passengers until I swear we had walked to Kandahar. Finally, he opens this door and waves me in and there is Sir looking all smug. “So I thought you deserved a chance to earn a first class seat on the DFS flight slut, you. Standing back he admired the picture shemade. The rich, burnished curls of her head cascaded around the pale shoulders,her green eyes, heavy lidded and still dazed by sleep glowed in her pale Irishface. Her plump pale breasts stood out against the muted blue of the dress,their tips swollen and crimson, their nakedness glaringly obvious and obscenelyarousing. Taking her hand, he led her to the bathroomand pushing her gently, sat her on the toilet, gathering up the folds of thedress so her entire. He did the same on the other side, so that the crotch of her panties simply fell forward, opening, exposing the most privet part of her body to this man. Instinctively she squeezed her legs closed, trying to hide her little pussy. The Principle allowed her this modesty for a moment as he returned the letter opener to its place. When he turned around he said in a commanding voice ‘Spread your legs now. Sandra hesitated, unwilling to do that. Calmly the Principle walked over to a draw beside his. I love you, Tif! Sean groaned as he spilled inside me. It felt so wonderful! I loved feeling his cum inside me. Another orgasm rippled through me, gentle and loving. I was so happy, joy warmed me up. I made my husband cum and he made me cum. Its what we were made to do. Sean and I coddled on his chair, and I gave him a kiss, letting him taste Emilys pussy and ass. Then we watched the teens breasts heave as she lay exhausted on the table. Sweat beaded off her firm body, a happy, tired smile on.