This time putting my palm on her elbow and taking the phone from the other hand. I replied to her. Me: Babe, I have no clue how would you touch me in ...this flight, right here, right now. Unless we wait for it to land and find some other day for fun.She read my reply and immediately began typing.She: Dumbo, what am I carrying this stole (scarf) for? I will give it to you on the pretext of me taking out something from the front seat pocket. And in the meanwhile, you take your thing out after you. Of course, she knew all along that she was making me insane….she could feel how wet I was getting. Finally Lauren stopped the teasing and began to lick me hard. Her tongue was soft and knew exactly how to massage my clit. Within minutes I was beginning to feel that orgasm welling up. I reached down and grabbed her hair, winding it through my fingers as I pulled her mouth as tight as I could against me. She continued to massage my little button as I began to buck my hips harder and harder. "Yeah, she could be a model," Jamal said taking a sip of his Coke."Dude, she's a Drama teacher, movie star," Tyrone laughed."Yeah, Naughty Teachers Six," Hayden laughed."That seals it," Jenna thought to herself, "Those three might not have a brain among them, but, they do have an eye for women." She turned and headed off in the direction the three had come from. She got about halfway across the gym, when she saw her. The new Drama teacher sat behind a folding table with a large name plate on it. I can't believe it Judy? Really? What the..." she exclaimed and left the statement hang. She was in disbelief."That's not all I have." There's more?" Yes. He had a handful of appointments today. A striking young woman visited him at the end of the day. They left and went to a bar and had a few drinks. Now they didn't kiss or anything but she kept touching his arm. I found out her name as well. It seems her name is Olivia Thompson, the daughter of the hotel tycoon. She accompanied him to his.