“Oh, yes… I had sex on these days out…” She hissed.I felt my face getting red and burning.I told her I wanted to hear every detail…She start...ed saying that Matthew had commented on her outfit for the ride, once they boarded the plane. Ana described that the air conditioning was blowing too cold inside the cabin. As the plane started to fly, Matthew told her that he could see her sexy hard nipples through the thin material of the summer dress I had picked for her…Ana said she giggled; but, worst. I had brought the sleeping bags I always keep in my truck up with me, and I spread them out on the carpet, marking off a comfortable play area. It was ridiculously exciting to be here, somewhere we shouldn't be, and really, he was a stranger to me apart from exchanging messages for a little while. He was so cute though, and I found myself not hesitating in the least to meet him in the middle of our blankets and crushing my lips against his. I coaxed his tongue into my mouth, then sucked gently. Instead of being able to have sex with Margaret that night as she promised, I was now resigned to masturbating to the vision of how she looked when I watched her change earlier. I peeled my t-shit and shorts off, got into bed, and began stroking to my recollection.Suddenly, I heard Margaret yell, "Patrick!!! What the fuck are you doing??!!" Not thinking, I jumped out of bed and rushed to her room to find her on her back, and Pat between her legs masturbating. "Get off of me young man," she. ‘FUCK…OHGOD…cumming…’ she hissed as she shot another round of her cum out onto my tongue as I lapped away at it and drank it down. Taking advantage of the fact she was still coming off of her orgasm and the fact she was d***k enough to have her judgment impeded, I quickly slid my dick into her pussy and started thrusting my way deeper inside of her as I placed her legs on my shoulders. ‘OHGOD…OHGOD…fuck me…’ she hissed as I hit a sensitive spot inside of her, her back arching and her walls.