"Whoops, I'm sorry," I said. "It's alright... I'm Natalie," she replied. "I'm James, it's a pleasure to meet you. What floor are you staying on?" She ...aid. "I'm on fourth, you?" "I'm on the same, hey I gotta run, but can I get your number?" She replied, "Yeah." I handed her my phone and she put in her number. I couldn't get her out of my mind. She's easily a diamond in the rough from what I had seen in the few hours of being in Saint Cloud. While settling into my room, I got a text from. You were staring at my ass, watching my body move. Yes, that tail is exactly what you think it is. Crawling across the hall, I nudge the door open with my head and slip inside. My owner is waiting, sitting on the couch across the room. He spots me and his eyes go wide for a moment as he takes me in and then smiles. He is pleased with me and, for the next space of time, I am his pet fox and he is my master. Lifting the little black leash in his hands, he pats the sofa with his free hand. He. " The toaster popped and I collected my breakfast, spread it with butter and marmalade and sat again. "Come here." I patted my lap. She sat on me and leaned back against me, but reached out, picked up the toast and held it to my mouth. I bit a mouthful. Two hands free! Scantily clad, delightful woman in my lap. Soft, smooth skin, round, firm, perfect breasts. She purred as I fondled her, and she continued to feed me. "Kitten," I said between mouthfuls. She giggled."What a difference a day. "Busted," she whispered."Sorry," I said, my face flushing. "Not much else to do on this plane but look around." I'm kind of cold," she whispered, apparently unbothered by what I'd been doing. "Is there a blanket anywhere?" There should be a couple blankets at our seats." I reached around on the ground to find out blankets and accidently brushed her ankle."Oh, I see where you were going with that."I blushed again and said, "Sorry." I'm just messing, with you." I found the blankets opened them up.