With everyone belted in, including the flight attendants, Kara didn't have to worry that someone other than the men on either side of her might see wh...at was happening. She squirmed a little in her seat, making her skirt creep up until her panties were showing. She could tell she was having the desired effect. Both men had their eyes glued to the little patch of blue satin between her legs. She closed her eyes to hide her excitement and thought about the time Dylan had taken her to buy a. He was on her as soon as the door to his apartment closed behind them. She was settling into the gentle kiss he’d started when suddenly he pushed her firmly against the wall. Taken aback a little but going with it, she stuck her tongue deeper into his mouth. He responded by sucking and nibbling it while reaching for the back of her head to force her even closer to him.As abruptly as the kiss started, it stopped. He looked her directly in the eyes as he put one hand on her neck, holding her. That’s how you knew Leilani was pissed. She speaks it, yes, but she never yells in Spanish unless she’s uber mad. And of course I’ve been there numerous times to know that. I turned the volume up a little more and tried to lose myself in my subconscious. I was almost there until I heard knocking on my door. “Come in!” I called. Leilani came inside, then slammed the door. She had tears in her eyes. The same tears of anger I had in my eyes not too long ago. She plopped down on my bed and waved. Plus, I could only think about what a sweaty mess I was. He was either trying to kill me with the workout or he wanted to see how far he could push me. I was not going to quit. Finally, after a few more throws he allowed me to stop. I bent over trying to catch my breath and when I looked behind me, Brian was standing, smiling, and staring at my ass again, but he did not try to hide it like last time. “You worked my ass out,” I said with a smirk. “Oh, that was me going easy on your ass,” he.