He plunged his tool down my throat in one swift motion and I immediately started to gag and cough. He pulled back for a moment to let me breathe befor... shoving it back in. Again, it was more than I could handle and I instinctively pulled back and started to bring my hand up. He must have been expecting it, because he intercepted me and squeezed my wrist with a vice-like grip. His strength distracted me and he used the opportunity to slap my face with his cock again, this time hard enough to. He was a very small wiry guy, no muscle tone, although he seemed very sweet. I asked him if he ever had sex with other passengers and he said all the time, he wore shorts like these because he would flash guys if he thought he could get them into bed. But he said I didn't look like someone that would be a good idea to do so with and that this was very hot for him. I'm a Daddy, first time I was called that! lol I dropped down and pulled his shorts to his knees, his cock was at half mast and I. My legs that is.”“What else do you shave?” I asked, and gulped my words out.“My underarms.”“Oh,” I said, before I thought.“Were you hoping I was gonna say something else?”“Well I did get a picture in my head when I asked that.”She looked up at me... “I did that once just to see what it felt like.”“You did?”“Yes are you shocked?”“No just thinking again.”“Would you like to shave me there one day?”“Uh well. I think I would. Would you let me, one day?”“Yes. One day, when we know what we want.”“I’ll. Kareema asked, “What Amith?”“I guess this is all new to you but, it’s near impossible to take a proper breast measurement when you’re still dressed up there.”“What?” Kareema said, in an astonished voice.“Look Kareema, I’m sorry about the disturbance. But as you see, I’m not even sure if we have the blouses for your size. So we have to stitch them. I can’t do that without your measurements, because they might not fit afterward. Don’t worry, I’m a professional. This will be over in minutes,”.