Ran his tongue over his thick lips. He leaned in and brushed his mouth against mine. I folded into myself. My mouth opened for him again, and his tong...ue slipped in. This time, I was able to find some strength, and I managed to push him back against the wall. My hands were back on his ass, groping, kneading and feeling him through his leather. All I could think of was girl. Girl lips. Girl leather. Girl ass. My cock thudded as our crotches ground together. Our mouths were locked in a death grip. He touched my tongue with his inside my mouth.Wow what a feeling it was! Our saliva started to exchange (mean while I could feel something near my pussy. It was his dick which was wanting to come out and play. He was pressing his crotch very hard on me), while I was busy noticing all these his hands managed to get into my tops and it was struggling with my bra. Oh fucking god, how could even notice his hand coming towards my boobs. Aww.. To be honest I was high and didn’t know what’s happening. The weather ahead is good, so we should have an uneventful flight. So, sit back, relax, and ... OH MY GOD!"Silence followed ... Some moments later, the captain came back on the intercom. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry if I scared you. While I was talking to you, a flight attendant accidentally spilled coffee in my lap. You should see the front of my pants!"From the back of the plane, a passenger yelled"For the love of God, you should see the back of mine!"This one is compliments of AnonymousA. Willow wanted to wear a wrap over her new, almost dry, white thong bikini, but the Painful Welt’s refusal struck deep into her own dark fantasy. I just wore my dad-style boxer trunks.True to his word, the Painful Welt took my wife into the gentle surf as soon as he took her top off and spread sunscreen all over her body. I spent the afternoon confirming that Willow’s guess that all men would want to fuck her was correct. It was easy to see, and her smiling, flirting, and teasing magnified their.