Her pussy burned along with her nipples, stoking the sexual fire but allowing it no air to become the inferno she needed for relief. Her slit oozed th...ough the plastic-like seal over her sex.The Urisi Slavemaster approached her. He did not swagger. That was for men pretending at power. It mattered not that he was lean of frame, with thin, bony arms and a narrow chest. His face held the bearing that his body did not, with hard, unyielding eyes of ice blue, and locks of brown hair that framed a. "I hadn't counted on this either. I had only flown a couple of times and always on big commercial planes. I gritted my teeth and followed Joe into the plane. Inside it was truly beautiful, with leather seats spaced six feet apart, with a center isle that lead from the privacy wall, which separated the cockpit from the passenger section in the front, to the galley and lavatory in the rear.We sat in the rear two seats of the four seats, all of which faced the rear. Joe explained that these seats. I knew a woman that did that so easily that she didn't want lube, but her husband found himself rubbed almost raw without it. Yeah, men can cry if it goes wrong."We do want to be relaxed. Carol, would you put on some music?" Carol put on one of her collections. "Let's just stretch out and cuddle and fondle to start." They nibbled and kissed for a time."Carol, I like that outfit. I've always wanted to peel a gym bunny. May I?" Of course, you big hunk of gym rat man-meat." She and Tana both. She is a brunette, 5'3" 110 lbs, slim with palm size tits. Not huge but enough to grab ahold of. Her ass is juicy but also athletic. We have always been really fortunate relationship wise. We always get along great, rarely fight and the sex has always been amazing until recently. She just doesn't seem to be into it as much. She never complains but its not the same enthusiasm. Like I wasn't enough anymore. This went on for about a week or so and I started to get curious why things were changing..