He’d give me six or more quite hard spanks on the same spot before gently rubbing and massaging my whole bottom for up to a minute. Then I’d get a...other six on a different part but always followed by this gentle massaging of my cheeks and thighs which after a while was extended to the area around my lips. This went on for a good fifteen minutes or so by which time my arse was quite numb and not really registering the pain anymore, but my fanny was running like a tap, such was my arousal, and. From the navel I slowly started kissing upwards and reached her boobs…Wow they were awesome…I started squeezing her nipples with my fingers…I whispered “rani…You have a nice pair of boobs…After the navel…Your boobs are the sexiest part….” and continued squeezing her boobs….And pushed my face into her right boob…Her boob was so smooth that I felt I was pushing my face into some soft cotton pillow….I said “baby…Your boobs are very soft like balloons…I want to taste your nipples now…” saying that. “Cheeky bastard, Rosalind said, if you’re going to finger me put that thing where it’ll do more good.” Playfully I slapped her smartly on the bottom. It was like shifting into high gear! We began kissing and groping and I tweaked those amazing nipples of her. I grazed on her ear lobes, tugged at her hair. Rosalind twisted her body on the bed while I stood next to it pounding vertically into her and slapped her ass repeatedly. “Fuck me you prick” Rosalind hissed. The wine really seemed to bring. After take off, the flight attendant came by as promised. ‘I brought you some Champagne,’ she sweetly said and gave the I completely know nod. ‘Thanks.’ ‘Can I have one too, please.’ The deep gravely voice of the man sitting next to her surprised them both. ‘I’m just going to run to the rest room.’ He rose from his seat. ‘Wait for me, and we can have it together.’ He was standing getting something out of the overhead bin, so Tristin couldn’t see anything but his low slung jeans and tight.