She was masturbating slowly. I rubbed my hard-on some more in front of the camera, and sniffed my hand. Yukky... it smelled. What did you expect?“Li...ck me, Joost.” begged Gabika. I adjusted her position so that Marika could watch better. She, Gabika was on her knees, her popshee raised and her head lowered.I dived. Now I really licked her ass, pushing my tongue as deeply as I could. Gabika screamed. And so did Marika. I penetrated her again, standing next to the bed and pushing my cock in. Surprisingly, the flight was almost empty and so we sat in the last row. Sensing this wonderful opportunity my mind started hatching the kinky plan.Like in many Californian porn flicks, I started lifting my GF t-shirt she resisted saying someone may see, but she too knows that no one can see cuz there is no one around last few rows after the fuselage. Luckily I was in my basketball shorts so no need to open zip just need to slide them down. My GF was wearing Jean shorts and T shirt. She wore a. It was 9.45 am, as arranged, therefore, I safely presumed it was mutually understood we were going to spend all those extra hours today 'at it'."Last day," I said to her wistfully. "And we're going to have a very nice time, aren't we?"I took the liberty and initiative of embracing her round the shoulder blades and giving her a kiss on each cheek, near to the sides of her sexy mouth. She'd already led me into the kitchen, away from the front door which might have revealed silhouettes to the. The man would have none of it. ‘Gun.’ he said flatly. ‘I don’t have one.’ ‘In your bags.’ He reached and yes, a gun, holster. No idea what to do, or how to use it. ‘Take a pill.’ popped in his head. He reached in his pocket, took one, and popped it in his mouth. He strapped on the holster, turned, waiting. He saw the thin man reach, the gun at his own side appeared and fired. The thin man never cleared his holster, like magic, a hole appeared in his forehead. Men were running, reaching for him..