You take my hand and kiss it, licking my finger tips one at a time, me kissing the back of your neck. "I have to go home to Dave." "I know. Will I see...you again?" "I don't know. I doubt it." I murmur a sigh into your neck. Shyly, I whisper, "May I taste you?" "I want that. But..." Reaching down, I slip the back of your panties down your bottom, gently scratching and pinching. I smile, "no buts." Seeing you not stopping me, I slip them the rest of the way down your thighs, off your right leg,. The images of last night flooded his mind and an involuntary smile played on his face. After they had woken from a short sleep they had shared a bottle of Prosecco in a bath, the conversation being guarded on both sides, lest they give away any secrets about each other, which only further added to the excitement of the moment. Afterwards they had gone back to bed and explored each other without boundaries as promised. They made love again, only slower and less aggressively, taking time to fully. When he tasted her essence he smiled, and then he realized that I could see what he had done, he got red faced and hurried off the plane. I think he was embarrassed at being caught slipping his hand under hat woman's skirt. Or maybe the taste of sperm triggered something in his mind that he really liked, but I was not sure as he hurried to the exit and was gone. After Bonnie retrieved her bag and we started to exit the plane, I happened to glance at her seat and the cushion was just soaked. It. Leanne went to the driver's seat and Jamie hopped in as the front passenger.We headed into downtown, the four of us chatting the whole way. I comfortably flirted with all three women, making suggestive, but very subtle, comments. Eventually, we valet parked at a dance club and started to make our way inside. New butterflies kicked up as I fully comprehended our destination and the fact that I wasn't 21 yet.But my fears went unfounded as our little group went up to the bouncers who took one look.