Ignoring her squeals and half hearted protests, not fully meant, as the dude was the drummer in one of her fave bands and to get his meat up her twat ...as part of her evening entertainment, but not now ... especially as he’d gone from her minge to her arsehole in one deft thrust. She’d felt his fingers playing with her lumpy ring piece, not minding that, but she wasn’t exactly a lover of being buggered. With a throaty grunt he shot his load deep into her back passage, pulled out, dragged up his. She drove to the speed limit with the quiet confidence of someone who knows what they are doing and while we were driving informed me about the tech specs of her baby as she called the vehicle.Seems she had imported the engine, which originally had a home in about two acres of Cadillac and sent it straight to a specialist for a complete blueprint and balance. She then replaced the original carburettor with a monster 700 CFM Holley and fitted Edelbrock manifolds to the valley and exhausts.. As I wasn’t expected in New Orleans till that evening, it was no loss and some airline travel dollars gained. Several hours later we landed in Miami and transferred to the New Orleans flight. As I had volunteered for re-routing, the airline bumped me up to first class. Those who travel know there are advantages to that first class seat. You get on early and have a drink before take-off, you get off first, and there’s a chance you even get a meal. So there I was, coolly sitting in first class,. She intentionally put her hand on my hand. When I reacted by removing my hand, she just said sorry with a weird smile. I knew she did it with the purpose of enticing me. But like an idiot studious guy, I just ignored her.When we sat on our benches, she was sitting on an adjacent bench to the left of me. I was scanning her every now and then which she noticed. The next moment when I tried to see her, she just lifted her skirt such that I had a perfect view of her thigh. I was out of my senses.