Her gaze remained fixed on the stranger across the aisle, their heads jerking around from time to time as the plane careened through the air. He wasn'... unattractive, she decided, for an older guy. It was hard to tell through his business jacket, but the way that it hung from his shoulders hinted that he was in decent shape at least. His face was aging well, dark eyes set to the sides of a thin nose, his jaw heavy and squared. Incredibly, she felt her legs slide back out from her seat,. "I don't have all night, slave," the metallic voice said.The bound captive rocked herself a bit using her sheathed arms until she was sure she could rock forward to balance on her feet. With a great push, Stephanie strained forward to balance on her feet. She hung there a second; then two. She tried to steady herself, adjusting herself until she was happy that she would not fall over.Stephanie then slowly stood up, her legs quivering with the effort."Good slave," Jeff said, clapping.Stephanie. “God it hurtssss please stop!!” I pushed my hands into his chest trying to no avail to get him off of me. “Alright alright, I’ll give you a little lube, just so you don’t tear.” He got off of me and in between my legs. I was confused, where was the lube? At that moment he spit on my pussy, and looked up at me smiling. “Fuckin little cunt. Thought I was gonna do something other than spit on you?” I was thoroughly embarrassed as his warm saliva ran down my small butt crack down to my butthole. I. Hasan knew when the iron was hot. He held me in his arms and hugged me so tightly that I cried out in pain. He kissed my lips so hard that it almost hurt and when he bit my lips between his teeth, I gasped” ohhhhhhh, please be gentle but kiss me, i want it, Hasan kiss me, ravish me, chumo mere honton ko, mujhe bahut maza ata hai jab tum mere lips ko katate ho. Hasan cupped my boobs with such ferocity that I had bruises on my tits for days afterwards. He ran his hands all over my young body and.