She looked up at my face and said, "I noticed you are wearing the same clothes you wore the first time you fucked me on the couch. And I am wearing th... same skirt. You know what that means?" We are going to join the mile high club?" I said with a sly grin."You bet your tight ass, we are." she said matter-of-factly.I looked around and the business class section was not very full. There was no one in front or behind us and only a couple of lone women in the next section over from us. They already. She imagined taking his balls in her wet hands, squeezing them, kneading them gently, weighing the sperm-filled eggs, making her son groan with excitement. She imagined feeling the boy's strong young body become suddenly hard when she plunged down over his bulging cock, somehow managing to get his huge cock-head into her pretty mouth. She imagined sucking Terry's throbbing cock deep into her throat, imagined feeling his dripping cock-head swelling against her tonsils.Pressing her clit between. I got close to her face & locked lips just to stop her from screaming.. slowly moved my dick in her & she was jumping like crazy, asking me stop.. I knew my dick head was already in her & she too was ready to take the pain of losing her virginity.. I paused for a 10secs & started moving in her..She was jumping like fish out of water & I knew she couldn’t take my dick in her anymore n wanted me to pause.. I lip locked & held her tight giving her deep pushes.. after few pushes I could feel sticky. I grasp her nipples and squeeze them. She shrieks at first, and then she rides the pain that flows through her body. The second squeeze of her nipples is accompanied by an inrush of breath and immediately she exhales. The third is completely unexpected. The words, “fuck me!” escape from her mouth in an unprecedented outburst. That shouldn’t have happened. She shouldn’t have spoken at all. I shake my head, “Now you’ve gone too far.” My hands come down her body and I grab her leggings. I yank.