Soon, the airplane was in the process of landing, while Jenny, with her eyes closed, tried to swallow the feeling of sickness she frequently had on ai...planes during takeoff and landing. She was glad when it was over and the plane was rolling slowly towards its final destination on the small airport. Once it stood, people started to raise from their seats – naturally before it had been announced that they could – and get their baggage from the overhead compartments. Jenny had her small backpack. We carried on kissing like this for another ten minutes. I'd never felt so turned on from just a kiss before. She stopped and pushed me away. I thought I'd done something wrong. But then she flashed me that gorgeous, nervous-looking smile again, and began to slip the straps of her dress off. She did it so slowly, as if she knew it was torturing me and exciting me in equal measures. She pulled her dress down, revealing a white, lace bra. She stopped for a moment to tease me further. I was so. The British guy had paid me the equivalent of $5 to blow him and I had let him film it for another $4. The thought had made me wet and his long, uncut white cock sprayed my face and hair with jizz after about 15 minutes of oral sex. I licked up as much as I could while he held his cell phone up to film my actions and I posed for him, acting slutty while I ate his sperm. He had loved it and I had too, as I continued to work his shaft with my hand and lips until he was hard again. He didn’t seem. "Welcome back!" I told her, smiling."Mmmm... Tommy, baby that was wonderful!" she said."Glad you enjoyed it. You were amazing!" I told her."Well, you were pretty good yourself, sweetheart. But now let's see what I can do to return the favor!" Susan said, sliding off the table and onto her knees on the floor. Looking up with her soft brown eyes twinkling and a naughty little smile, she started unbuckling and unzipping my pants. She tugged them down to my ankles and got a better look at the bulge.