He tells me to pull my panties down as I slide them down to around my ankles and step out of them.Lanny tells me to sit in the chair now, with my legs...over each arm, spread wide for his pleasure. He tells Cindy to strip as I study her. Her tits are superb, her nipples pink. Her ass is pert and saucy. As Lanny tells her to get on her knees before me, and begin to lick and suck and eat my pussy. She is licking my clit, up and down, spreading those perfect cunt lips for her to have better access. I noticed that she had gripped the cushions more tightly. Slowly the tip of my finger entered in her ass. She moaned and tightened her body. I pressed my finger more and succeeded in entering the upper joint of my finger inside her. It was too hot. I kept moving my finger in circles in her hole. After few minutes she again relaxed her body and started moving her hips slowly to and fro.Then I asked her may I apply oil deep inside? she said in a shy & stiff voice you promised not to do anything. You’ve made me feel safe all day long. I thought perhaps it was weird that you and I felt so comfortable with one another so soon, but I’m not going to question it.” Ben’s eyes lit up as my words sunk in, and before I knew it, he was on top of me again, kissing me even harder than before. I let him take the lead, and was grateful for the distraction. One thing led to another, and before I knew it, we were getting serious. I wasn’t sure how far he was willing to go tonight, but when he pulled. Calling it the "mile high club" is really understating the deed. The Six Mile High Club. Now that's more like it. It takes a lot of work to pull off successful mid-air copulation: Planning, skill, grace, cunning, and most of all: discreteness. Unfortunately, I have none of these qualities. Fortunately, I was to drunk to know that before the flight. The plane was Sydney, Australia bound. A fifteen hour flight. It was my first time flying on a 747, and as soon as we boarded I was in love. It made.