Once the wedding was over, the rest of us had ten days of sun, sand and surf and anything else we girls could get our hands on... preferably a good-lo...king hunk of a man.Once the taxi had dropped me off I dragged my luggage to the check in counter, managed to secure a window seat, not that there was a great deal to see once up in the air, but at least I wouldn't have anyone brushing past me every five minutes wanting to go to the loo.The only thing with arriving early, you had to fill in time. Just as I thought he might cum all over my tits, he pulled away. Pulling me up with him and lifting me, he sat me on top of the machine. Then he leaned down and started kissing my stomach, tracing a line down to my shaved pussy. I could hear how wet my pussy was when he stuck his fingers in me. I leaned back, spreading my legs. "Yes, Andy, please lick my pussy. It’s starved for attention." He just looked up at me through my legs and smiled. He leaned forward and started tonguing my clit.. A moment after that Kathryn began moaning, pleasurably for some reason. Whatever it was that Phillip was doing to her, it felt good. Even more inexplicably, Maggie felt a trickle of moisture gather between her legs, momentary panic settling in as she quickly checked herself, worried that her curses had taken this particular moment to start, relieved when she found they hadn't. Even so, she became rather 'wet' as she continued to lie there listening to the two of them below her, wondering.... " It would've been fun," Sylvia said. "I'll see you around, Meg." See you around," Meghan returned.Sylvia walked off. Meghan did not watch her go. And as it turned out, she didn't really go.The presses started to roll more or less on time and Meghan signed out at 10:45 PM. She walked down the stairs and into the hallway that led to the side entrance most of the building's staff used to enter or exit. There, hanging out by the door to the lobby, Sylvia was waiting. Her eyes lit up when she saw.