. Beek (Offline) Kept waiting for what seemed forever. ‘I’m being so stupid!’ He said to himself. He was going to put the phone away but instea...d he wrote: ‘Hey! Are lights your side of the plane still on?’ He was going to send the message but noticed Beek’s state had changed Beek (Recording audio) A couple of minutes later a voice message arrived. Took his earphones, plugged them and listened. Her tone was harsh but her velvety, luscious voice, with a slight British accent, sent an instant. Now she heard the lock on the door engage.What was this person going to do with her, Roxanne couldn't wait to find out.There was another set of sounds. First, the rustle of fabric. Then, unmistakably, Roxanne heard the sound of someone urinating into the toilet. How odd, Roxanne couldn't help but think. Here she was, ready to submit sexually to this person, and he or she was more concerned with taking a piss. The feeling was more than shameful. Roxanne's sexual submission was taking a back seat. I pulled out of her making her tight little pussy squelch. I took her in my muscly ebony arms, and this delicate, soft, beautiful white woman climbed on top of me reaching a hand down to aim my cock at her pussy and ease it gently in. I marvelled again at the sexy contrast of her ivory, lilly-white skin and my own black flesh as she slid more easily this time down my shaft. Again, at two inches to go she stopped to recover to my size and began a little rocking motion designed to open herself. I was his quiet and docile lover, demanding nothing and taking him as he offered.One day, however, he was especially excited and I was to learn why in short order He took extra time, to make sure I was excited, wet and ready for him. He fucked me in a lazy almost distracted way, slowly. Then he slowed even more yet, and to my complete surprise pulled out of me, still hard and now glistening, my wetness coating his cock. “Wait there, and finger yourself for me.” He said as he got up, moving.