Excuse me, sir what's going on with these seat, why the yellow tapeSorry, miss these chair are not to be use. I see that but why, where am I going to ...it? Yes, the janitor had an accident and spilled some cleaning chemical on these seat and they're still wet after cleaning. So we had to reassign these seat. Your seat number is? 87A. Ok so you're going to share a cabin. Cabin # 15. With a Ms. Connie. Oh, ok thanks, which way? Down, to your right. Thanks. You're welcome. Knock, knock as she. Back at Gavin’s flat, Anne couldn’t wait to try on her new costume while he made them both a drink and a sandwich. She had a big smile on her face when she came into the sitting room.“Oh, this is so much better, isn’t it!” she exclaimed, as she stood in front of him, modelling it. He loved the new look, with the high-cut legs and the low-cut back, and the way that the swimsuit fabric moulded itself to her shapely body, emphasising her flat belly and the roundness of her bum and boobs.“Yes,. Rougher I guess I don't know how to explain it." I sit and think for a moment. " Okay for instance when I am with a woman and she gets to a point where she is so far into her pleasure that she just grabs my hips and yells FUCK ME YOU BASTARD!! You know stuff like that, I don't know I'm just screwed up I guess." I say. I see Dave get up and walk over. He grabs Kinky by the arm and stands her up. I am perplexed. Dave tells Kinky to slap me. She looks at him and at me and doesn't move."Huh? what. I made sure to vary the pressure over her taut hamstrings as I moved up and under the pair of loose fitting running shorts she had on.When my hand reached the sexy crease in her skin at the junction of her bubble butt and her tight rear thigh, Lynette simply said, “Hey now,” and gave me a slight knuckle wrap on the back of my sideways turned head.“What?” I falsely cried out at that light tap on my head. “I’m just trying to reward you for your excellent hair washing skills.”“Umm,” she softly.