As she draped the blanket around, Sandy Deborah felt for Sandy’s braless tits through her blouse. Deborah’s pussy was moist.Deborah quietly let he...self into one of the business class toilets adjacent to the galley. She sat down and pulled her knickers down. Deborah always wore stockings as part of her uniform. This was not the first time she had felt the need to masturbate on a flight, but she couldn’t remember the need being so intense.Deborah’s fingers quickly found her swollen clit and her. ”A familiar face walked into the place. He shushed me until he was behind mom. “Hey Doll?”“Brian, sit down! It’s so good to see you,” she said giving him a little kiss.“How does Michael survive surrounded by all of these gorgeous women?” he asked.“A lot of Vitamin C,” I answered to the ladies tittering.“Jeff isn’t with you?” Ally asked looking around.‘Sorry, but he couldn’t get away. I will give him a big kiss from you...”“Ohhh ... no you won’t. I can do my own kissing, thankyouverymuch.”Wiping. 'Will you tell him?' the guy asks. 'I'm not sure yet', she responds. The camera moves back down and around again just in time to show his his now softening cock slipping out of her swollen pussy followed by a flood of cum gushing out of her wide open cunt lips. Her gaping hole is swimming in his creamy spunk and her clit looks huge and erect as she reaches down and traces the outline of her engorged labia with a lazy index finger then scoops some cum up – the camera follows as she raises her. She pulled her jeans up over the wetness, ignoring it. I pulled myself together. The entire episode hadn’t taken three minutes I would guess. She grabbed the VCR tape and bounded up the stairs and I followed.When my friend came downstairs the tape was on the coffee table. He went to the kitchen sink to wash his hands and the conversation picked up where it left off. There were no significant glances between his wife and myself but I felt evil, dirty, guilty, and like a conspirator. I never had.