The TSA agent was a chubby younger man with a pale complexion and ginger hair, a light beard growing on his face. “Sir, please collect your belongi...gs and follow me, you’ve been selected for further screening.” I grabbed my carry-on and shoes and followed him to the screening cubicle. He asked me to stand on the feet painted on the floor mat and hold my arms out straight. I was still very aroused, and being alone with him now in this semi private space was now mixing with my already. I haven't had sex in a long while, so i can still go at it, he said.I returned to fucking round with my phone while hearing her moan louder and louder.She was taking quite a pounding, i thought to myself.I looked up and saw her with her tits on the ground, hands still handcuffed, getting fucked doggy style like never before.He was giving it to her so hard that you could hear some noise where their bodies would collide.Can she be my bitch forever? he asked.No, but i can lend her to you from. The new position caused another small orgasm to ripple through me and he briefly struggled for control. With my legs together I was even tighter than before and the friction of his movement caused us both to groan in pleasure. Knowing that we only had a few more minutes before he was spent, he started to change our position again. This time we moved so that I was on all fours and he was behind me. He picked up his speed and the pleasure that he caused me had me arching my back towards him and. He told her to spread her legs slightly and reached his foot across the table to part her feet. She obliged and blushed again, feeling exposed. Though he could not see Lola’s vagina between her spread legs, the knowledge that she was displayed brought him great pleasure. If he had been able to see, he would have noticed that Lola’s vagina was sopping wet and had begun to drip down past the small metal ending of the butt-plug and onto the leather of the seat. She knew that she had wetted the.