Was this the reaction her cook sought, was this the oncoming orgasm that Betty had described over tea and cakes as different and so very massive? Tho...ughts tumbled through her busy brain, there was another stroke yet, just one, would it be enough to tip her over the edge into this intense orgasmic void? She looked up at him her eye contact having been momentarily lost. He had moved to the side, needing a different position the better to strike at her tender breasts, she knew the target was. His hair was a bit unruly, but that just made him even more irresistible. I followed him into class, preparing myself to succumb to the never-ending bore of Ms. Greene's voice, knowing that within five minutes I will have disconnected myself completely from the course material to fantasise about the flawless man sitting two seats to the right of me.As this predicted scenario unfolded, I found myself slipping deeper and deeper into my daydreams, until it seemed that nothing could pull me out.. I'd just ordered my first White Russian (Kalua, Vodka and cream; when made right it almost tasted like a milkshake) my favorite drink, when they started making the initial boarding calls for the flight I was originally on. Minutes passed by and the obviously crowded flight was getting its line of passengers processed. Poor bastards, I thought to myself. Thank god I wasn't going to have to put up with some fat lady next to me snoring for 3500 miles. They made their final boarding calls. She locked her legs around my shoulders and I slowly inserted my middle finger into her vagina and kept thrusting it. She then guided my thumb onto her clitoris, which very really hard the moment I made contact with it. I could feel the wonderful reation my touch had on her body as her back arched and her toe nails dug into my shoulder. With increasing pace and boldness, I replaced with my thumb with my tongue. Ria moaned her approval as I began licking and sucking her swollen clitoris. I.