You unbuckle your trousers and your cock springs out, my head naturally inches forward so I can smell it, the gag stops my tongue sticking out but I c...n feel you place the head against the silicone lips holding my mouth open.You hold my hair tight with one hand, while gripping your cock with the other and slowly push it through the gag, into my mouth. I can feel the head of your cock on my tongue and flick the tip of it as best I can. The lips gag holds my mouth open and you slowly start to. I was hoping to have it ready for you guys before you got here…”“No worries,” Galatea said cutting him off. He looked up at her and she flashed a warm smile.“Seriously, it’s okay. I was just making conversation. Come over here. I’m Galatea.”He put down his skimmer and made his way over to her.“Do you need something, miss…”“Galatea. And, yes. I have a favor to ask you,” she said with a smirk.He just looked back at her trying to act professionally, but his beautiful young cock was now standing. I moved my right hand to her clit and gathered some of the juices pouring out from her pussy. As I continued to slam my cock into her cunt, I slowly guided my lubricated middle finger of my right hand inside her asshole. Carmen screamed at this, ‘Noooooooooooooooooo, Ryaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnn. Don’t touch my aaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssss,’ ‘Relax, Mrs. G.’ I groaned as I kept fucking her. ‘No, please no, I have never done anything like that before,’ Carmen shrieked. I pulled my finger from her. I bid sayonara to Neha, hoping to see her back soon.It was a late night flight. When I got down at the airport I saw this girl, Smita Reddy (which I got to know after I spoke to her). She was lovely. Beautiful, smart, sexy, clad in shirt & trousers fitting perfectly to her lovely curves. She was someone whom one would love to see again & again & again & again!!! Everything was perfect with her!! But she seemed to be in trouble. She was struggling with her couple of huge baggages. (not her milk.