Some kind of sweetish coffee cake. Inquiries about my ankle.Honeymoons are supposed to end eventually. As we loaded up into the plane to return to Ala...ama, I considered the man whose arm was around me. As he helped me buckle my seatbelt and arrange things in the cabin, I mused. Boy, how fast things turned around. Only a few weeks ago I was a miserable human being, selling myself in truckstops for enough money to keep a roof over my head.Now ... I looked across the cabin. Executive seating in. As girls we never were aware of how we played, rough and tumble, skirts riding high, knickers exposed and pulled up tight between our cheeks, were giving those men who sat around watching us, a sexual thrill and they would be jacking off, with their hands in their pockets, or under their coats or blanket.They would sit at opposite ends of the park, waiting for us to come close and give them the view they craved.One of the best I recall, was sitting on the wooden floor of the roundabout, I would. Just wen i touched my tongue to her pussy, o heavens! It was the most blissful taste ever. She was moaning and enjoying this while she kept moving her pussy asking me to go deeper in it. My hands were working on her sharp pointed nipples which centered her perfect boobs. “Oooooo sweetheart… u r jus from the heavens…. ur tongueee…. o my goshhhhhh.. u r magic my luv!”I said,” you too hottie.. i have been loving you from day one.. was so dying to kiss you..!” she was all left in the colors of my. As he moaned, she smiled and pulled back before his tongue could reach hers."Did you want something?" She asked teasingly, with a small giggle in her voice. Groaning, Jason's mind raced to form the words, as Alice's tongue once again found his lips, but refused to enter his mouth. Teasing him to a point where his mind couldn't formulate the words. Her hand held the feather, and occasionally stroked it over his tender skin where she had been hitting him, but when he began to moan in pain, Alice.