As we were walking in I could not stop looking at her and thinking how amazing her hand felt on my cock. I grabbed two beers out of the fridge and ope...ed one for her. She asked for the restroom and I showed her the way. After she closed the door, I opened my beer and f***ed the whole thing down my throat. I never drank a beer that fast before))) At this point my cock was getting soft and my nervousness started to go away. I heard her washing her hands, and I decided to walk in. I went behind. Zo looked at Jon he was shaking his head but was completely helpless, outside there were gun shots and screams. The airport was starting to disintegrate into a riot. The two men moved menacingly closer. She had no choice it was beginning to dawn on her. She had maybe an hour before the plane left, probably less before their prison truck arrived. There was so much confusion and anarchy outside who would notice them gone. She bit her bottom lip thinking through her options. It took her seconds. Frank was eating in his room, still a little shy of Uncle Nat to face him over a plate of fried chicken.Jason immediately started touching me under the table, but I managed to stay away from his greedy fingers long enough to stuff myself with drumsticks. I knew I'd be missing breakfast the next morning and would have a long way to walk, so when the pie came around for the second time, I had more of that, too.The sun was just going down when I went back to my room and locked the door behind me. He moved lower still, his fingers paving the way for his mouth to get at her drenched sex. She responded almost violently, her fingers snatching at his hair as she hissed his name through clenched teeth. He didn't need any more encouragement, as he slipped a finger into her silken recesses."Oh, my God," she cried, grinding into his face. "I can't stand it." Yes, you can," he laughed, looking up at her impassioned face."Shut up and finish it. If you stop again, I'll go insane." The madness looks.