She continued pushing me further down the rabbit hole of passion. My breaths became short and fast. I ran my fingers through my hair, grasping clumps ...into each. My moans became louder, louder than music we had on. ‘Her… Her flatmates will hear us! Oh fuck! I don’t care!’ I let my hands wonder from my hair down to hers. I grasped handfuls of Lucy’s hair, her hair that she had been drying that allowed me to sneak sights of her beautiful body. ‘Had she seen me? Was that what lead to this?’ A. When I got home I went straight to bed, but had to relieve the pressure building in me from what happened the afternoon. I have never seen Samantha in the nude or even had an accidental peek at her body. The closest I ever came to that was seeing her in her bikini, but that was more than enough to have caused many boners and many jerking of sessions. The next day had no significant plans and once again I found myself busy with on-line gaming. It was about 11AM when I heard Devon’s car pull up. "Hey, but last night was fun though, wasn't it? I don't know why we've never chatted before. They say that some people are born to be in front of a camera, the lens seems to love them – what is it called again? Aye, photogenic, that's it. I have to say that you look every bit as beautiful on webcam as you do in the flesh."Heather blushed at the outrageous compliment, but couldn't help smiling too."Oh god, he's doing it to me again! Get a grip, girl!"Donnie decided to just act as if he didn't. I entered the bathroom at the rear of the plane. "Need some fun?" a voice rang out. I turned around and there was the flight attendant. Her name tag "Emily" fit hercute face, and short curly blond hair. She just smiled at me, and I smiled back. She had already closed and locked the door to the bathroom. She then took me by the hand and kissed me. I kissed her back. "Why don't we get these panties off," she smirked as she rubbed me through my panties under my skirt. I slid my red panties down.