Coincidentally, when we deplaned, each of us went our separate ways. I stopped at a terminal restaurant, got my food, and found a small table. Just as... I was about to start eating, who walked in? Yes, the Indian princess. She got in the serving line and collected her food. Not one to pass up a few more minutes with this 5'4" ~125# beauty, I approached her. Since she was alone, I invited her to sit with me. She was slightly apprehensive, but accepted nonetheless. We had a great meal together (not. PUSSY for what seemed like quite a while. Holding on to my hips, he pushed his face into my backside, his tongue licking all around my pussy, occasionally tongue fucking me. I loved it. I was able to relax after the initial slight burning sensation left me, feeling only pleasure as Jim worked my cunt. Yes, I said cunt. That's what I had back there, might as well admit it, and accept it. I could feel his saliva running down my balls, as he moved up behind me, placing the head of his black cock. You turn your shaved head, and those crystal clear blue eyes glare at me from the side, and every so often you tickle my legs when no one is looking. I giggle quietly as you inch your way up underneath my dress, almost all the way up to my underwear and then abruptly quit touching me as if nothing had happened. Tease. Your deep voice whispers in my ear, "Do you like it baby? Do you want me to stop?" then you touch me once more, and as I nearly melt onto the floor all I can do is shake my head. " "As you wish, my Mistress." "I wish you were a lesbian, Leslie. I wish you'd come over here and lick my pussy good like a horny little lesbian girl would for her girlfriend." "Would you like me to, Mistress?" "Yes. But first I want you to come sit on the bed next to me and kiss me like you're a girl. You have to learn to kiss men like girls do, Leslie. So, I want you to practice to make sure you do it right. If you don't kiss a man right, he won't want you as much. Come over here and kiss me.