Although it was still too warm, it was nothing like the sauna-like conditions of the jetway, which mirrored the sweltering August heat wave that conti...nued to baste NYC. He was on the aisle in the very last row before the lavatories with just a single seat next to him. He never been on a plane configured like this before, with 2 seats on the left side (facing forward) and 3 on the right — it was a McConnell Douglas S80, according to the info in the seat pocket. It was a long flight from JFK to. ’ {Ready to fall face first into his own vomit and the sun is barely down}, she thought. {No matter.} Her tone was playful, ‘Do your babysitters never care to look for you?’ He pulled her to him roughly and made no effort to not bathe her face in his liquored breath as he growled. ‘I have no need of babysitters, wench. I am a prince and heir to the throne of Kressin. I go where I please. I do as I please. And right now, I please to spend my night doing Annissa the whore.’ He prattled on so much. As my eyes became accustomed to the light, I started to read the scribble on the walls. Also, there were several rather explicit drawings. I was fascinated by what I saw and for some unexplained reason, I felt pleasantly aroused. I became aware of someone in the next cubicle. Suddenly a screwed up piece of toilet paper came over the dividing wall and landed on my cock. That small event made me stiffen even more.Scrawled in pencil on the piece of paper was written, "I want to look at you." I was. “I know you have been a very teasing bitch lately and it’s got to continue, as you have made me feel like horny old man.” Well I lit my ciggy and spotted his erection in his pants, it looked like a snake in his trousers and when he spotted me eyeing it up it started to move and well, I was now practically spunking in my knickers. “I think we both know what I need don’t we he said as he patted his lap and rubbed his hand over his cock, which was now practically bursting out of his pants. I.