She leant over to her bag and pulled a big cucumber from her bag , she looked at me it's for my husbands dinner she said , and without speaking put on... leg on the seat and buried the cucumber half way into her cunt. I looked at her , in her half naked state as she worked the long green veg in and of her sopping wet cunt in long slow movements her eyes never once leaving mine.I could hear the slopping noises from deep inside her cunt , as she lifted her stocking covered leg higer up the rough. She waved her hand, and they saw the past ...Brianna:It started the same as the dream we had all shared.Except I saw from the perspective of Fadhil that he had actuallymanipulated our superiors into sending only the three of us to check outthe temple, because he didnt feel like he could handle an entire companyof soldiers.And that wasn't the only bit of information I learned. When we got to thetemple, he was concerned about the fact I seemed to be able to resisthim, and he actually tried to get. “Well, yeah, we do have some new ventilation in our front windows. Police are here now. What’s the odds that we have this massive fire, that the Fire Department determines is arson, and as we are sitting down to Thanksgiving dinner, we end up with about a dozen bullet holes in our front window?” I ask.Roger says he believes that someone, maybe the Russians were trying to intimidate us or the company. Little do they know that they are only setting their own fate should I have anything to do with. "I want with you beautiful and unrestrained sex in 12,000 meters height! Now and here and best of all immediately! What did you want to do then? She looked at me seductively and I knew I wanted that too. Now and here in the flying tin can."So, ladies and gentlemen, your wine and when can I fix dinner?" The steward brought our wine. I could see from the label that he was a good Frenchman and knew that we also had this variety in our assortment. Alisa took the bottle and the glasses in one hand.