I might have reformed after the binge fucking, but I couldn't regain my virginity, and wouldn't have gone back there if I could, so I settled down to ...a more normal life, spending time with nice men, and perhaps giving them access to more than a kiss after a few dates, if it was apparent they were still nice. I can't say I didn't enjoy things, but it was nothing like the time I'd spent with Kevin, and deep down I was still looking to find a replacement, of sorts.A year went by. It wasn't. The plane was actually four hours ahead of schedule, so they decided to wait on the ground in San Antonio, until it was time.During that time, the two teams spent time getting to know each other better.They also ordered out for food from various San Antonio restaurants.The flight across the southwest U.S. was uneventful. The plane landed at LAX's private plane field in the late afternoon, with time to spare.After waiting a half hour, a string of six stretch limousines pulled onto the. As I started coming back up and got closer to her ass I saw her beautiful pussy lips being squeezed by her legs so they were just pressing out a little bit, taunting me to kiss them. I very gently nuzzled my face between her legs and butt without moving her too much, inhaling all of her as I started to gently kiss her burning hot soft lips. The whole time she was awake and pretended to be sleeping still, absolutely loving and enjoying how much I loved her and her amazing body. She was getting. Her job kept her on her feet most of the evening. So, Kissy’s legs and back were frequently sore and/or cramped. She loved my long, slow, massages and I enjoyed giving them to her. She especially like getting her legs and feet rubbed as I worked out the kinks in her cramped legs. I was very tired, when Kissy called one night. I told her I was going to bed, but she could still come over, if she liked. I told her to let herself in, help herself to something to drink, get naked, and climb in bed.