The wind was blowing my yelling in.“Sí, Patrón,” he said. Well ... That’s what I took him to say ... I couldn’t hear ... the wind howling ar...und the door kept his words in the back of the shop.The Clark works when hydraulic door closers quit.He only bent the door once. We had to park the Clark in the hole.Several times I have asked my crew, “Ain’t you glad you left Mexico?” I only ask when the windchill is 50 below. I get glares in return.But they always say, “Sí, Patrón.” ... and smirk.I. Within seconds, I was taking off my clothes and lying back on the bed, with the panties she’d just taken off held to my nose. They were a blue cotton pair, with a cute little silver star on the front, they were still slightly damp and smelt absolutely divine. I lowered them to my stiff cock, and gently stroked them along its length. I stood up, and slowly stepped into the panties and eased them up and over my erection. I looked in the mirror at the small panties with the shape of my cock. The fingers plunged deeper and deeper inside her as she rhythmically fucked her dream lover. The fingers moved in and out, becoming slick with her juices. The hand gave her a quick and furious orgasm, she shuddered and moaned deeply in her sl**p. By now, her stirrings had caught the attention of some of the other passengers who looked disapprovingly as the man’s hand movements beneath the covers were apparent. Kathy was so sound asl**p that a stewardess had to wake her when the plane. Corina then asked me if I was saying we should fuck other people or something. I said I had no interest in fucking another person and I just had fantasies of another man fucking her. She looked confused and I said all I could think about when I did think about it was her cumming over and over again while someone fucks her.Corina was silently looking at me and I said I was sorry she found out what a sick pervert I was and I understood if it bothered her. Corina softly said it didn't bother her.