'They were an hour into the Los Angeles to Detroit flight, probably somewhere over Nevada, as if that mattered, when things had started to go awry. Fi...st the fasten seatbelts sign had flashed on without warning or explanation; then, the flight attendants had all suddenly vanished from sight. A minute later, the 727 had veered sharply to the right, screams of protest echoing through the frame of the passenger jet. And then, of course, the panic had started to set in.She was still a young woman. ”“Uhh...” Deborah thought it over, she never really liked Veronica that much; too annoying for her tastes, but she was being nice now, and getting a ride sounded pretty good right now. “...sure.”“Great!” Veronica replied, sounded a bit too excited, before correcting herself and speaking more softly. “Let’s get going.”As they walked up from the basement and out of the building, Deborah couldn’t help but subtly look Veronica up and down. She’d never really been attracted to women before, but. He let her suck for a while, then began to undress her with force. He wasn't gentle about at all. He was pissed off that she wasn't already naked.He put his hand down to her pussy and felt how wet she was."I knew you were a slut. Bet you a nigga slut, too, ain't you?"She didn't respond. He slapped her across the face and asked her again."Yes. Yes, I am.'He slid his cock into her ready pussy. With one long stroke, he went balls deep. He slowly pulled in and out of her. She was panting as. I felt like such a slut, but I do love having a dirty flirt. I put a hand on the bulge of my left breast and squeezed it through my loose t-shirt, feeling my nipple get hard.I’d had enough teasing; it was time for some action, so I beckoned to him to join me. He looked guiltily over at the door to the barn, and then came over, carrying a container of cider. He’d tucked his cock back inside his jeans, but I could see the massive bulge down his leg.“Did you fancy a top-up?” he asked, with a dirty.