I felt her nipples grow in my mouth as I sucked on them.As I continued to suck on her breasts my hand moved to her waist. I unbuttoned her leather ski...rt and slowly lowered the zipper. I was so happy that Renee didn’t stop me and allowed me to continue undressing her. I knew I owed her and I had to make it the best night I could.I lowered her skirt over her hips and it fell to the floor around her ankles. I could see the bulge in her panties fighting to be let loose. As I pulled her tightly to. Definitely not the thin limp strands I knew."What the hell is going on?" I said to myself. Nobody answered.Having heard laughing kids somewhere outside while waking up, I figured it wouldn't do to open the tent flaps until I had something on, so I finished reaching for the cargo bag and pulled it open, as it wasn't zipped. The bag was full of neatly folded clothes, but atop the mix of military surplus and casual clothing there was a small stack of other things, a small leatherette document bag,. Inevitably the fantasy became too enticing to resist, although when I first made it reality it was (I realise now) in about the most clichéd way possible. I'd often sit bored in class, letting my mind wander to naughty little daydreams about the girls around me, and some days for my sins I'd feel my pussy oozing wetness into my knickers as I tried to sit there acting normal. Days like that I couldn't wait to get home and "change out of my uniform" (a great excuse to ensure nobody walked in on. He had a limo waiting to take them to his private jet.It was a long flight but Jenny didn't mind. She got to sit with Bob as he took over the controls of the jet. He was a certified pilot but rarely flew himself. She was amazed as she watched him work the complicated controls. As they neared their destination, the pilot took over again and Jenny and Bob took seats in the back.As Jenny looked out the window, daylight had turned to night. She didn't know where they were going but they had been.