We both know that the flight attendants can’t even touch her or she will scream that they copped a feel. I know you don’t want to have to deal wit...h that shit storm by either having to arrest the flight attendant that touched her or trying to restrain her yourself. Funniest part is that in addition to being a completely snotty, spoiled, never having wanted for nothing, bad mannered little rich bitch, she is on the rag. I found that even her father can’t control her, which is why he asked if I. Laying her down, and then I pulled off my shirt. She was rubbing her pussy hard, looking up at me biting her lower lip. I think she was so turned on that she was cumming already. As I leaned over she reached out for my hard cock, pulling it towards that wet pussy. She rubbed the cock head on her mound, then guided it into that tight little twat."Oh yes yes!" she moaned as I pushed my hard cock inside her. "Get it in me, I need it deep in me!"I looked down into those sexy blue eyes, they looked. The party was in full swing when we arrived, Terry found me a drink and then we danced."Can I?" a new voice interrupted our dancing."Sure," said Terry who gave way for a new dance partner.He was tall, dark and smelt nice, his hand came to rest on my thigh under my short skirt."Hi I'm Dave," he said and he kissed my neck."I'm Wendy," I sighed.I changed partners a few more times then Terry reclaimed me."There's a more intimate party some of the guys are going on to," he whispered in my ear, "you. I want to stay in with you instead. I love you. You are so wonderful with me."I do not know what made me reply, "No." I shook my head and continued: "You have to go out now. You promised him. It's too late to cancel. As long as you call me tonight after Mike is done fucking you and tell me how it went. " I said. She accepted and the day passed very slowly as I couldn't think of anything else than my wife's date. That evening the phone rang and Laurel answered. She closed the door behind her but.