When I got in my seat I looked for my girl and quickly founded her sittingright in front of me. She was just sitting calmly and watching the Mistresse...who were talking quietly in front of us. One of them was my Mistress and theother was the red-haired Mistress, who I had seen in the girls' classes. Shewore a gray robe, which covered her entire body. The only visible parts ofher body were her delicate face, her hands and her feet. The girls' Mistress was watching the girls as she spoke: . Pushing his tongue deeper in her mouth she responded as well as she could with the tip of her tongue, but he would grind deeper until it reached against the intimidating training curb bit that permanently pinned the lower part of her tongue down in her mouth while he continued to push with his pelvis. Despite the rocking from the wild fornication the girl managed to chang the way she were holding on with her legs around the Masters waist, providing him with one odd kind of caressing, and she. ) So the sight of this handsome thirty something male model all but buck naked ( he wore flip-flop slippers and that was it ) spread out in all his glory before dozens of women shoppers and students, well I was entranced and feeling so horny and envious.I noticed many women chatting amongst themselves while staring directly at the model. They had smiles on their faces that ranged from sly smirks to broad grins and everything in between. A few girls seemed to be looking in my direction and. She is sitting on his lap, facing away from him, pretending to look at her phone. Her skirt is spread over his legs and keeps them from being too obvious, but Paul is still nervous.Every seat around them is full and the waiting area is packed with people waiting for their flight. A few flights have been delayed due to the cold weather, so it has created a backlog of waiting passengers. They are all the way on the back on the last row of seat, against the wall. Everyone is either busy talking or.