”Then she frowned and she said, “I don’t know if that made sense or not.”So I said, “I think I understood what you were saying.”She smiled...and she gave me a little squeeze and then she said, “That’s good.”So we got out of bed and she looked down at herself with this horrified expression on her face.Then she said, “Why am I wearing these?”She was still wearing the outfit of mine that I’d put on her yesterday. So I explained how the hospital had their clothing fail yesterday but there was a fresh. "It is Angela, it really is sexy but I am so preoccupied with thethoughts of losing my manhood. It is so unfair that I have to do thisjust because the Queen says so." Shhhhhh......baby," she said pulling the razor down the side of hisface. "That is why you and I must create moments like this where wecan share the man you really are. You need moments like this and so doI." They want to cut my dick off. That's what they do to serious sexoffenders, so why me? I've done nothing to anyone?" he said. Once the seatbelt sign came off she stood and headed back to the restrooms. She dropped something on the way and bent over to pick it up. The view was spectacular looking at her tits dangling as she bent over. The view from the other end would have been one of my favorites as her legs were open enough to give a clear shot through them to see her pussy from behind. She stood and ran her hands over my shoulder on the way back. I thought about it for a moment and headed back there as well. The. We stripped each other off and i fondled her body. Working my way down from her neck to boobs, to ass to eventually her pussy. She knew my favourite colour was red, so she purposely wore a matching red bra & thong which made my cock rock hard. We got into bed and rolled around kissing and foreplaying. I lay there on my back stroking myself and she asked what i wanted her to do. I asked for a handjob and blowjob but she wouldn't give me a handjob since she "didn't want to hurt me", and after.