Back to the other garage that i use for the storage of my tools and equipment.I open the neatly stacked and very well organised tool chest.There it is..., the re fabricated pizza cutter. One of my engineer slaves has tooled it so the round blade is now a wheel with really sharp knife points on it.You can hold it by the handle and roll it over most surfaces and it'll cut very precise geometric patterns.Shit, what the fuck was that, I'm sure I heard a very brief scuttling noise over there from. As I was completing the boarding formalities, a girl happened to bump me with her luggage.Of course, it was by mistake as I know I am not that handsome. The girl apologized immediately and I, being a gentleman respected that. We exchanged smiles and it was that time that something had clicked inside me. It was a late night flight and it was half filled with passengers. As the flight took off the lights dimmed out and the ambient light filled the cabin. The flight was mid-air when someone went. She serenaded him with increasingly – almost alarmingly, considering the situation – loud sounds of pleasure. Josh closed his eyes, as he was careening toward an orgasm as well. Not being able to see her did little to curb the urgency, however.He was on the verge of warning her that he was going to come when he felt her jerk, and then slam down over his hips one final time. She yelped as her walls clenched around him in orgasm.“C-coming!” she squealed a moment later.Josh bucked his hips up into. "Don't deny it. Your cunt speaks the truth. See?" He pressed two fingers against her pussy and pushed the cotton fabric of her thong up her slit. "Wet. Slutty assed wet cunt." He laughed and pinched her pussy lip hard enough that she groaned and shook."See? Fucking whore, don't try and be a dick tease with me." He growled and allowed her to push back from the wall an inch and then slammed her back against it. "Don't fuck with me. Don't think you can play with me. Don't think I won't snap you in.