Of course, after this happened, lots of the women pretended it didn't. Which is normal enough, and even more so when it comes to a question of having ...ex while flying. And a few times I got in some real trouble. I had a woman who was afraid of heights, and when she opened her eyes from a long kiss, she was in the air, and she freaked out, and started hitting me. I barely got her to the ground in one piece, where many people were quite interested in why I should be next to a drunk, disheveled. Lifting up and down, doing all the work for my man and putting his hands on my big tits which I knew he loved playing with so much.I pampered my man like this for some time, our eyes always connected in unspoken love and feeling, two lovers and life partners linked in a way that felt new and special all over again. Even as I squeezed and milked him and we shared sweet kisses, I knew that before long his male pride would take over and he’d spin me into a new position where he’d be the one in. “Mrs Helena and all, you have a fine crew of people working for you in Australia. They were all proud and very happy to be working for you, just like the staff here. We did have a few concerns this morning with bill payment. We told them to see you on your return. Otherwise they have been excellent hotel guests. We will be very pleased to be a part of the wedding plane business. Yes we used you, like William, as a test for the new venture. I do hopes it goes well for all.”Helena laughed. “Test. Fresh used panties! The striped cloth was still warm.I smeared the cloth against my lips as my right hand shot between my thighs. I spread my legs, my fingers running through my bush, finding my wet folds. I moaned into her panties as I rubbed myself. My fingers stroked up and down my pussy, pleasure rushing through me. My toes curled as my juices coated my digits.“Ooh, you smell so good,” I moaned. Then my tongue flicked out and caressed the panties’ crotch. I moaned, loving the flavor of her.