” Adding, “You’re so fookin ’tight, you dirty little tart!” I did precisely what he asked, even adding a little wiggle to my bum. Suddenly, ... felt my pussy explode, and my juices flowed around his finger and out onto the palm of his hand. “You naughty little tart! Did I tell you to cum? You best keep looking at that camera and smiling. And keep very quiet unless someone enters the building. Then you can say, ‘Have you found your marker pen, Mr. Jenkins. You got that?” “Yes sir!” He then went. I did as he’d asked, lying at 90 degrees to him. My head comfortable on his shoulder, his breath on my hair and his fingertips caressing my right shoulder. I shifted a little to look into his eyes. ‘S’up babe?’ I asked, my gaze shifting to his lips as he licked them slowly. So we talked a while. My head on his shoulder, looking into his cobalt eyes and watching them darken and spark. His hand on my shoulder, fingertips caressing my skin. He shifted, his other arm moving to rest on my hip as I. . environment?”“Both, really. People, especially. Some people need a firm hand to guide them. In some matters, at least. Why, are you in need of some control?”“I always need some control, as long as I’m not the one doing the controlling. But I need some very firm ‘guidance’. Very firm”. She looks at me earnestly.“Well, I would love to provide both, but I’m not sure the other passengers would approve.”She hesitates briefly. Then: “On large planes like this that are used for long flights, there. I will post more chapters of this fantasy. As of now it is a dozen chapters and close to 40,000 words. I hope people enjoy it. I pulled up to the address of my new job. I was happy to see it was a nice place in a nice neighborhood. Being a sober companion I have stayed in a lot of sketchy places and a few downright dumps. I grabbed my bags and headed to the front door. I hit the buzzer and after a few moments I hear a young woman's voice. "Who is it?" "Hi, Ms Lovato? I'm Mike, your.