That possibility nagged at me; I could be headed into Mob HQ for all I knew.She would be pissed that I took this trip without her. Hell, she’d be pi...ssed that I took the trip at all. But I’m not going to play sick just because I’m a little sick.The flight was comfortable and not too full. I stretched out my legs and considered sleeping. My head was splitting and I detected the change of air pressure as we taxied to the runway. I was getting a little woozy. The vibration of the engines, the. I do love this retro look."I was amazed seeing another girl wearing this retro foundation. Maybe itis not so strange. I might like this look.The three of us had a fun night. Kara showed me tons of makeup tricks asshe called them. I could not believe the different looks I can have withmakeup. I really liked the bright red glossy lipstick. The girls thoughtit was just my color, with my retro look.I think they are pushing this retro look on me.Kara show Sally and I a web site filled with retro. She starts to bobs up and down on me, her thrusts getting easier, then she moves her hips in a circle, while I’m up there, starts to gyrates and it feels terrific. She speeds up a bit, but not too fast, easy strokes and my cock is loving it. Her cervix is working open and closed around my shaft, and I’ve never felt such a feeling before, it feels like an extra dimension or something, can’t totally explain.Sassy kisses me deeply and my hands grab at her tits, pulling at her nipples and squeezing. “Donte.”I took his hand in mine. Kind of. I’m a fairly tall person (for a woman) but I do have small hands. And mine disappears into his.“Karen,” I said. “What position do you play?”“Tight end,” he said.“I’ll have to tell my husband I met someone famous. Thank you again, Donte.”He fake-bowed as I walked by.I only had a few more things that interested me. Some Buffalo Mozzarella, a couple bottles of wine. I was ready to go home and open one of them up maybe, sit on the backyard porch and wait.