She had also bloomed. Charmion was breathtaking, regal. She had learned to tame her ebony locks. Her curls now fell down to her bottom. They cascaded...like a waterfall. She had finally gotten breasts and they stood erect and proud, they were a full 34C. Her hips had widened, so she had equipoise, depth, and curve. Her pale skin was flawless and glowed. Her brown eyes were rich and emitted a combination of innocence and sagacity. Pilates and running kept her toned, but not too muscular. Her. As she got closer I noticed her companion, a black man lugging several bags. Then they took the empty seats right by my side...Two minutes later, our plane started moving.A short while after departure, I was surprised to hear a faint snoring sound near my side. I looked over and saw the black man had passed out, with his head leaning against the window.The beauty brunette smiled at me again, whispering about the very long day that they had endured. His black husband was really tired.As we. He looked over at Raul to verify his agreement. The grin splitting his face made only a brief glance necessary."What's that?" asked Sandy, still sounding as sad and forlorn as she could manage while fighting back her giggles and rising horniness."Well I was thinking... if you girls could... you know... could each... reward... well... you know... both of us... well then we could be sure that everyone is rewarded properly." Yes," added Raul. "And that way we can be sure we also give proper thanks. When the music stopped, we joined again Tara at the bar. Peter suggested we all go back to his room for a while.When we got there, little Tara sat down close to me on a couch. She gently rolled my skirt between her fingers saying that the material felt nice. Then she slipped her hand up the inside of my thigh. I started to feel hot and wet again.I liked the soft touch of her long fingers on my skin.Tara leaned over and licked my neck, working her way up to my earlobe. I massaged her boobs while.