Perhaps they would try some runs at their destination, perhaps not. It would be the peaks and valleys of each other’s bodies they preferred to maste.... *Bo waited for his opportunity on the nearly full flight. In the wee hours, once most passengers had settled into a restless sleep, Bo led Lisa into a vacant loo.A tired smile carved Lisa’s face. “This is going to be like two sardines trying to screw, I’m afraid.”“Never fear my dear,” Bo replied. “No place is too uncomfortable to make love to my. ." I feigned reluctance.No, here!" Faye insisted."Here?" Yeah, when we go back to the table!" We'll see..."Faye leaned over to Elise. "He's chicken. When we go back, let's go under the table and blow him for a while -- once his cock is doing his thinking for him, we'll get some! Sound good?" Okay!" Between an advanced case of the hornies and the need to keep up with a woman almost twice her age, Elise was up for just about anything, apparently -- she didn't even seem inclined to second. She had such a wicked grin on her face as she slid her tits up my cock.“This slave tits are rubbing on your cock!” she moaned. “Mistress Denice, this slave is obeying you!”“Mmm, yes, work those fat udders up and down her cock,” moaned Denice. She straddled me. Her pussy hovered over my face. Then the college coed sank her cunt down towards my awaiting lips. “I want you to make her explode. I want her to drench your tits.”“Yes, mistress Denice! This slave will do that!”Then Denice's cunt was on. "Now, I can rest."They stood there, quietly, watching the sun rise."I wanted to sit here, watch the sun rise and burst in flames as it consumed me." She turned to look at him. "But..." she gave a small sad smile and shrug."I know. Real life lacks proper drama." John said. "Now all you'll get is a sunburn."She laughed, it reminded John of the chime of bells."Can I indulge you in a small drink?" John said, offering her a glass. He had brought a bottle of his favorite mixed drink, as he had.