It would take that long for a plane to make the trip in reverse, and my flight would still be leaving sooner. It wasn’t an option.Then Chloe said, �...�I sometimes use a private jet when I fly. Maybe there’s one available.”I looked at her. “Oh, and I suppose the regular booking folks would have information like that in their computers?”She shook her head. “No, but I have the number of a guy who does.” She pulled out her phone, scrolled through some numbers and dialed him up.“Gary? It’s Ms. Van. I woke up slowly, my head throbbing. The windows were wide open and the sun, damn thing, was shining right in my face. Whimpering, I covered my head with a pillow. I had the hangover from hell.“Ugh, that’s what you get when you drink yourself into oblivion,” my inner voice told me with disgust. I could barely remember last night. I knew it started off well, because I hadn’t been drinking then. I recalled Mischa helping me get ready, loaning me a very sexy dress, and then sending me on my way.. I rolled the bottom of my sweater up over my tits so that he could see them, I looked him in the eyes and gave him a big kiss.I shook my tits in his face while I reached down and grabbed his already hard cock. I lifted his sweatshirt and began licking his belly, downward toward his cock."Spread your legs," I said to him.The snow had changed back to a hard rain, and the sound of it hitting the roof of my truck was very relaxing. Justin's cock was average size and girth. I've seen a lot bigger,. Quicklittle techniques. My tongue pressing towards the top of my mouth as Isuck hard, making my mouth feel very tight. My tongueflat so he can feel all of it against him. Taking mymouth almost off of him so I can play with the headwith my tongue. Little techniques I’ve learned.He likes it. I like it. He’s so hard and so smooth andsoft, the opposite of the rest of his rough, work-tiredbody. I hope he cums soon, but he’s holding back. I canfeel him getting really tense, holding.