“Do you have it in Sweetie?” He asked. “No, I didn’t want to wear it through customs Sir.” I laughed. “Go and put it in then Sweetie, and ...e when you come back we will take the picture.” I stood up to get my carry-on bag out of the overhead locker. The man across the aisle stood quickly, he easily reached over me pointed at my bag, I nodded and he put it on my seat for me. “Hi, I’m Nick.” He said smiling at me. “Hi Nick, I’m Robert and this is Taatiana.” Robert chipped in before I could say. After about 10 or 12 strokes you let out a moan as you cum. The waiter comes over, you push my hand away and pull your dress down as he approaches, but I don't have the bottle, it's still embedded in your wet cunt. "Is everything OK Sir, Madam", the waiter asks. "Just fine thank you" you reply with a grin on your face. "Have you finished?"he asks. "Oh no, not yet" you reply smiling."Let's get out of here" you whisper in my ear. "What about the bottle" I ask, "it's fine where it is...for now". He picked her up and carried her to the couch… No words were needed as they explored each others’ bodies while kissing frantically. They were naked in no time. Clint moved between Anne’s legs and he first stared in wonder at her swollen clit, admiring her beauty and enjoying her musky odor. He rubbed with his right hands fingers over her clit and can feel her body contract with the sensitivity of his touch. He keep on rubbing and then inserted a middle finger to play with her g-spot…Anne was. Nuestras relaciones siempre siguen un patrón similar: muchos preliminares, con besos, caricias, roces y tocamientos, y cuando ambos estamos excitados, penetración en la postura del misionero o Lucía a horcajadas sobre mí hasta llegar al orgasmo. De vez en cuando, practicamos el sexo oral, aunque cada vez menos, y lo mismo pasa con la postura del perrito, que a mí me encanta porque me permite admirar el fantástico culo de mi mujer.Cuando empezamos a salir, Lucía tenía quince años y yo.