My sleepy mind turned instead to the man I sat by on the plane last week. I’d been weaving a story about him that twisted and turned in my brain fro...m the moment he sat by me. His careful, upper crust accent, his slightly wrinkled business attire, his frequent calls before we even took off, and his preppy looks made it all too easy to imagine a variety of things with him at the center.He smelled clean and I fought the urge to lean over and place my nose against his neck during take off. Twice he. I said just imagine I am a black guy and thins banana is my cock. She smiles and said ok . I poured some oil to banana and spread all over banana. I took that to the entrance of her pussy door and try to push it . but its not entering.and she start crying in pain. Then I said “see you cant bear a banana but you badly need a elephants cock ah”.she wiped her tears and with a smile took oil bottle and pour oil to her pussy and inside pussy and said oom fuck me with your banana cock black man . I. Mr Chambers was enjoying it though! He made sure they walked the entire length of the shops, occasionally stopping to look in the windows. Tracey knew he was showing her off, look at my pretty slave girl, but she accepted it and even embraced it!There were a couple of embarrassing instances, one guy offered to buy her for a start! He was was walking along beside them for a few seconds and Tracey saw him take a look or two at her before he stepped slightly in front of Mr Chambers and asked if. ”“Sky, you may not know this, but you are a very handsome young man. The women, old and young alike are going to find ways to spend time with you. I’m sure that these sisters are just as curious about their feelings and their bodies as you are. Out here on the prairie you haven’t had many friends, and none that I know of have been girls. Please continue to use good judgment. It’s good to be curious and I know that you and your dad have talked, if you ever need to ask more questions, please keep.