By the time we get the helicopter to the airport here, and pre-flight the GOT, they should be able to get from Cafe du Monde out to the airport.” It...was a six-minute flight for the GOT to go from St. Lucia to New Orleans.“How about you just ask Philip to make some here?” Chrissy replied.I gave a dramatic sigh. “Okay, if you want to take away all my fun, I suppose we can do that.”“Oh, if it’s fun you want, I’ve got a better idea for you than flying,” she said with a smile. She stood up and. Then i realized it was almost 11 PM. no one was here not even a janitor i ran out of the locker room in a rush to get home while running down the hallway past a flight of stairs there was a voice to my right. Brian? it was Mrs Patterson she had stayed late to file some paper work. she asked me what i was doing here so late i was trying to catch my breath when she invited me into her classroom. there i sat exhausted. she was typing on her laptop, i couldn't resist it anymore i had to say it. Mrs. Finally the shorts dropped and I stepped out of them, naked, my wet juices visible on my thighs. I turned to reveal myself to Christine, bare except for my long socks and the red pearl thong. She pulled her leotard off her shoulders, freeing her small firm breasts and pinched and stretched her nipples. Slowly she ran her tongue around her lips, leaving them moist and inviting. “Oh Debbie you are so fucking hot,” she said, pinching her hard nipples again. Looking down I could see a growing wet. He combed her hairs, with his fingers, and then dragged a finger tip up and down her slit. She unbuckled his belt, unsnapped, and unzipped his jeans, and freed his prick, from it's confinement, to take it in her hand, rubbing her thumb across it's slippery head. Dave slid his finger downward, and into her welcoming hole, leaving his thumb to rub her clit. With the entire sofa available to them, Dave turned, to lay on his back, full length, with Toni still straddling his groin. She still held.