”I smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I can translate for you.“ “M’am--this young woman has a connecting flight to Phoenix, and she is worried...about her missed connection.” I hadn’t been paying attention to the announcement, but figured that they had said something about alternate arrangements.The flight attendant looked from the young woman to me with something akin to gratitude, but I could tell that her next words weren’t going to be helpful. “Could you tell her that the Phoenix passengers will. The only part of me moving was my pelvis, as we collided again and again, her panting moans a soprano counterpoint to my bass-line of coitus.Together we climbed the stairway of pleasure, cresting and pouring out over the top. I clutched her to me, and found myself taut as a bowstring, spasms of delight causing me to twitch with each jet of my release, white hot like the flame of a cutting torch, a plasma jet of lust filling her.For her part, she was scratching my back into a lattice of. She looked over at Catherine, standing on the deck in a calf length cream colored sundress with tiny little roses on it, the dress clinging to her hips so perfectly and the scoop of the neck draping so perfectly over her breasts. Alexandra could smell Catherine’s perfume she had made during their last days of working together, and it brought back all the laughter and tears of that last few days. She had missed Catherine so much; this seemed like the perfect excuse to get together and spend some. He lifted my pussy to place apillow under it then positioned his manhood and began to slide inch byinch into me.The feeling was so intense, after Lorie dilating me in the bathroom andhis gentle regard I just felt and enjoyed the feeling and stimulation ofhim entering me slowly. Here I was on my back dressed and made up likea woman, I had had things done to me that were extreme things that fewwoman had done. My small corseted waist, my long black curly hairspread out around me my injected and.