..”She got out of his lap, and stood facing him. She said, “Please...may I take off my dress for you?”He made no reply but stood and, taking he... by the hand, led her to the foot of the stage, where the light was brightest, and had her stand there, facing outward, her hands loosely at her sides. Then he went and stood behind her. He leaned forward and whispered, “I hope the audience enjoys this part.” Then he unfastened the clasp at the back of her dress and kissed her bare skin there. . She was a bit mystified that the cabin was only about fifty percent filled with passengers when they took off at the airport because it was one of the smaller jets with only about a hundred passenger capacity. They were the ones that concentrated on filling every seat with a warm body and no interest at all in carrying cargo down below. Besides most of the European cargo traffic was by lorry or ship where possible and air transport was primarily aimed at moving passengers from point A to point. Making love to her now, in this car, because she knew he couldn't wait any longer. It wasn't quite what she was hoping for, but it was incredible non the less. She wanted that darkness. Wanted him to order her to bend over and suck him off in the car. His chest against her tender nipples was sending wave after wave of pain. Sending more eruptions to her already fiery core. Mark now completely inside of her, he released his breath. "Fuck your tight" his pace quickened. He knew this wasn't going. He explained that he didn’t remember how the tradition started when they were little; Mike would hold up toast, and they would FIGHT to be the ones allowed to fart on Karen’s toast at the breakfast table.“I don’t want to fart on Mom’s toast,” Joe wasn’t offended, but he also wasn’t going to demean himself by squatting over a piece of bread and ripping a fart.“Fine,” Mike lamented that his kids were growing up way too fast. “I miss the old days!” he went over and put the bread to Kyle’s ass and.