Den ganzen Flug über hat sie mich zweideutig angelächelt, mich "zufällig" mit ihren Möpsen oder ihrem geilen Arsch gestreift und gierig auf meine ...Hose geschaut. Die Kleine sucht wohl einen Kerl, der es ihr im Flugzeug richtig besorgt.Ich lächele sie an. "Wie lange noch bis zur Landung?"Sie blickt auf die Uhr und neigt kokett den Kopf. "Noch eine halbe Stunde bis Honolulu International, hat der Kapitän gerade durchgesagt." gurrt sie. "Wenn Sie noch was brauchen, klingeln Sie einfach." Blondie. It's still so fucking tight. But now you're a little slut and a lot more fun to fuck.” “That's right Nathan, I'm your fucking slut. Fuck this pussy, shoot a big fuckin' load inside me, I want to feel that cock throb as you shoot rope after rope of cum inside of me.” That must have done the trick because he moaned and as soon has he did, she came again, looking me right in the eye. They both shook and she smiled right at me moaning ever so softly as she came back down. He slowly moved back and. A grin never leaving his lips. ''Can I at least come in.''''Hell no, and I don't appreciate you knowing where I stay,'' he grabbed me.Literally picking me up and sitting me on the couch, him siting next to me.''Get the fuck out,' I said standing up.''Is that how you treat the possible father of our child,'' he grabbed at my shirt.I brushed him off, '' Why does everyone keep throwing that shit in my face. I paced the floor.''Bae, come here,'' Nasir said pointing at the couch.''Here,'' His tone. John was at the door in an instant. I let him in and had him strip right next to the door in case he had to make a run for it, his clothes would be right at the door. We made our way back to the bedroom. My heart was pounding with excitement, knowing my wife was about to get fucked by a strange cock. We entered the room and John’s cock stood straight out looking at my tied, naked wife. I reached over and stroked his dick a few times and finally told him to have fun. John climbed onto the bed.