Knowing that the number would be not recognised by Susie, I sent a text message. Enjoy it up at the Carman Hills? A minute later a text came back Who ...is this? Just a 'watcher' Are you the pervert that was looking through the window at us? Yes…and I must say I love the way your tits bounced as he fucked you. How did you get my number? Really should answer your phone quicker and not leave it on the back-parcel shelf. It took a little longer for the next message to come through. My number doesn’t. “Would you like to suck my cock?” I said.I could tell she got a kick out of the bold invitation.“I would love to suck your cock,” she said, and headed down to where my erection awaited her. She sucked me gently, enjoying the feeling of being naked and sexually abandoned with someone she hardly knew but really liked. I’m presuming she felt that, because it was certainly how I felt, with her vaginal juice on my face and her head in my middle regions, my cock deep within her mouth as she loved it. It looked like the kind of thing whores always wore in the western shows. I unzipped the back and stepped into it, lifting one foot at a time, lifting the dress until my feet were touching floor without the dress under them. Then I lifted the bodice to my chest and slid my arms into the straps leaving the hem of the dress tickling my ankles. Reaching around behind myself I fumbled for the zipper. It took me a bit to grasp the tongue of the devise and started to zip myself up, but it didn't get. Except for my shoes, I was naked on an airplane. The stewardess laid all my clothing on the empty seat by the window, then pulled a blanket from the overhead compartment. She laid the blanket over the clothes and said, "If anyone does come, you can cover her with this. I'll stay here and serve as a lookout; if that's all right with you?"Marge said, "Join in; the more the merrier." "Thanks, I was hoping you'd share her. I go positively ga ga over straight chicks, and this one is gorgeous." Pam.