My pussy lips were wet and desperate for more than just my fingers. What happen next was up to Dave. ________________________________________________..._____________________ His erection was throbbing in the confines of his trousers as he watched Emma play with herself. He took her hand that was touching her pussy and replaced it with his. She was so wet he wondered if she had cum as his fingers found her swollen clit. He could not wait any longer and Dave pulled her behind some bushes, ‘I need. Yet I hear from the guards you did it not once - not twice - but threetimes before ten pm last night," she spat venomously. "I've more thanhalf a mind to just give up on you. Obviously the grievous bodily harm ofyour cellmate wasn't enough of a wake-up call that prison is notsomewhere you want to be, was it Josh? If that's the case, then what morecan I do?" Miss Stevens sighed. I wanted to tell her I'd only found outabout Trevor afterwards, but thick as I was I knew now was not the timefor. When the plane levelled off Bobby whispered to Angie, are you still up for achieving as many sexual acts as possible, Angie saw that hint of daring in Bobby’s eyes and simply nodded her head.Bobby then set out his idea of a plan, when they were about four hours into the flight and everything would have settled down he dare Angie to join him in one of the toilets and have a go at joining the mile high club. Eagerly Angie agreed. Then the hostess came up to them and asked if there was anything. As she turns, the blanket lifts and exposes a hint of the flesh of her hip and thigh, a glimpse of the edge of her panties along the smooth roundness of one cheek. With a dreamy murmur, she shifts her hips, the blanket slipping a little more, her upper leg now gleaming in the firelight, the rest of her body a shadowy landscape of soft curves under the blanket. She tenses for a moment, her breath catching ... then murmurs again, a smile playing at her lips, her toes curling for a brief moment.He.