She was wearing tight jeans and a tight-T shirt wherein I could see the full tits stretching the fabric, rearing to come out and be squeezed. I took m... own time in reading the text that was written on the T-shirt. In big bold letters, it read “Welcome” and my sigh turned to desperation to think who must be the lucky bastard on this plane who must a got some a hot lady to welcome him and I was thinking if it were me, I would rip open those tight clothes and fuck her for days together. Slowly,. There were no pleasantries at all."Why is the layover so long in New York?" I asked."As I said before you will be met there for a briefing. It's all very routine," she promised me.As I expected I had a terrible time sleeping that night. I didn't bother to pack before I tried to sleep, I knew that I would have plenty of time in the morning. Since I had everything laid out for my trip, it wouldn't be hard to pack. Mostly it was panties, bras, tee shirts, pull over sweaters and jeans. I figured I. I slip my finger in and lube it with the wetness of my pussy. I touch my clit with my middle finger, slowly rubbing in a circular motion, a soft moan building in my chest, my back slowly arching. it felt so good yet so bad at the same time, which only increased my passion even more. Licking my lips, I could feel myself on the verge of a mind-numbing orgasm. As I climaxed, I felt like an erupting volcano spewing lava. I was in pure heaven, so relaxed that I started to drift off to sleep. As I. ” Well, minus the sex, he thought.“Fade it in,” Jeff projected to Ship a second before the video started.There was a cumulative gasp from the alien women as the video of Jeff and his women faded into a startling clarity on the wall holo screen. Some of the women looked away, and three covered their eyes, but within a couple of minutes, they were all staring at the screen, spellbound.“It is...” Nyala said, ...” beautiful,” Sarina finished for her, “but it is so big.”“Show us a view from space,.