The man (who looks awfully familiar) is tall,with dark hair, a thick moustache, tanned skin and toned muscles, while his son is blond and fair with bl...e eyes and angelic good looks. The father is hairy with big bulging muscles, while his son is thinner, less defined, with a small swimmer’s frame that hasn’t yet reached it’s full potential. Both are sweating profusely and wearing nothing more than a pair of tight jean shorts that show off their impressive bulges. The father is lustily gazing. I had just gotten back from a business trip and was agonizingly horny. But my beloved hubby was not at home to help me…During the flight back, I had sat on the plane with my legs crossed tightly, since I was feeling wet down there. But I finally had gone to the bathroom and pulled my damp thong off, stuffing it in my purse.When I got back to the middle seat, I began slowly squeezing and rubbing my thighs back and forth. The friction sent lightning through my swollen excited clit and I could. After a while you say that you have to go inside to get something. After 5 minutes you comeback. I am kind of wondering what you did inside but you are back and that is all what matter’s .You are sitting next to me and our arms touch. You could feel the electricity between us. We both laugh about it. But after awhile things are quiet and we just look at each other. Looking into each other’s eyes and then our faces come close. I can feel your breath getting heavier and our lips touch. Our kiss. ‘You headed back to London?’ he asked. ‘No, L.A.. I’m doing Jimmy Kimmel and the Conan program along with an interview for a magazine,’ she said taking a sip of wine. ‘Oh, for your new film. What’s the title?’ Perry asked even though he knew the name. ‘Sandman,’ Elizabeth replied. ‘I really want to see that and hear your American accent,’ he said. ‘Can you do an English one?’ she smiled. ‘Kind of I suppose. I used to watch all sorts of British shows like Sherlock Holmes, Monty Python, Lovejoy,.