I had planned on getting to know her better and maybe even getting her phone number. But she wanted to sleep and there was nothing I could do about it.... She slept soundly. I had a quick dinner, asked for a blanket and also decided to sleep. Sandra had turned away from me. She was resting her head on the window, and was half curled on the seat, the blanket loosely wrapping her body. The pilot dimmed the lights and all over the plane people began to sleep, read or watch the films on the small TV. I was desperate for her to grasp my cock, but I didn’t want her to stop. My eyes closed, my chest tingling with new sensations, her tickling long hair, her soft lips, her dainty flickering tongue. And her lips moved down, tongue tip sliding over my chest as her hand brushed over my bulging towel. Then I felt the towel being tugged slowly down, her lips kissing my stomach. I looked over my chest and through her hair saw that the thickened stem of my cock was becoming visible, my shaft concealed. Right away.”He surrendered his credit card information to her, and she promised to call back after the information had been verified. He hung up the phone and noticed that his palms were sweating. She called back after he waited by the phone for a couple of minutes. He gave her the directions to his apartment and then was told the driver would call him when he was near.“It’ll be about a half hour, sweetie,” she said.When he hung up the phone, he could scarcely believe that the process of. Yea.We didn't have to wait long before the downpour started. I had just raised the cowl of my robes when I glanced over and saw a miserable Meri trying to keep up with me. I needed to get her a hooded cloak of some sort in the next village, if at all possible. I was about to offer one of my robes to her, but it just felt wrong to do so. I couldn't figure out why, but ever since my last commune with Kassandra I was making an effort to rely on my feelings when they tried to get my attention.I.