I’m Vincent by the way, your Jay right?’ ‘yes I’m Jay, nice. . . . nice to meet you’ he said as he avoided eye contact looking around checki...g his surroundings. ‘You know’ he said almost chuckling, ‘most people don’t sneak up on me. . . . . .and. . . . well your so much cuter in person Vincent, do you go by Vincent?’ he asked with a genuine sincerity. ‘sure, Vincent, Vince, Vinny, Vincent Dae, you can call me whatever you’re comfortable with, your good with Jay right? And I’m sorry I didn’t. He didn't mention that the security cameras showed nothing to cause the big limousine to make an abrupt stop—a panic stop that almost caused a visiting three-star general's car to rear end them. There were no Indians. The guard, the General's driver, the General's aide riding in the front passenger seat, the General and his, ahem, busty blonde secretary ... no one saw anyone. It was like an episode of "Twilight Zone" but it wasn't funny. And now, this lunchroom incident. It was too much.Alfred. My pussy throbbed as I imagined it pounding into me, emptying his cum into my hole. My hand wandered down and started rubbing my clit through my pajamas. He turned and saw me, and I froze. “Come and sit on my lap, Sami,” he smiled, patting his naked thighs. My heart beat in my chest as I walked over to him, and when I was close enough he pulled me onto him, so both of my legs were on either side of his. I could feel is cock along my thigh. “You've been a bit horny lately, haven’t you?” he. "Yeah, I'm fine" I replied, wiping my hands on my jeans."Okay, good, I thought you were having second thoughts about the trip" He said, whiling grabbing my hand."No, no, no, no, I want this more than anything" I reassured him."Good, I'm glad" He said whilst rubbing my thigh. I began to get a little hard when he was rubbing me, and Zac soon saw it, the plane had began to take off and we were in the air, the seatbelt sign had turned off and Zac undid his, he was still rubbing my thigh and my cock.