We did plan on letting Melanie do most of the greeting and other talking, while I would add a few barely feminine cackles and such. * * * * *As he h...ad done down through the millennia and in more worlds than mankind could even imagine, a certain prankster known to the English speaking world as Smilin' Jack picked a location to bestow his fiendish trickery upon. Of course, he was really only known to those upon whom he'd bestowed his pleasures, and most of them truly wished they'd never made. The walls and ceiling were red. Along with those crazy, psychotic eyes, it was a lot to take in. A bit scary, but he wasn’t overly concerned because he had dealt with many insane characters during a long career. The captain was ready to get it on.“Turn your red ass to me,” he commanded.She did and Don proceeded to fuck her asshole. She was well lubed and Don loved the luxury of fucking her in the ass.When he was done, the red girl went over to a large jar of Indian pottery, straddled it and let. Once she was in her seat she was so happy to be going away her first time alone just left her bf her whole life story before we took off lol but l was going to listen cause she was sweet.as the plane went down the runway she asked if she could hold my hand she was scared l said sure her hands were so tiny in mine all l could think about how big my cock would feel in her hands.after the take off we had a couple of drinks and she seamed to get drunk quite quick the attendant kept giving me a sly. But then, the crossing of legs and the dangle of the High Kitten Heeled Pump gave way to that Sheer Foot and Reinforced Heel of the Stocking. I was mesmerized. I had to feel them. I had to touch them. But how? Go into my moms stocking drawer? Okay, now what? Try them on? Okay, now what? By the time they got pulled up near my crotch, I had a raging hard on now turning colors I had never seen. I had no idea what was happening and then it happened. I never forgot that day. I never forgot that.