Jensen were back in the airplane and ready for the return flight into Austin. They had finished the checklists and were sitting, with engine idling, o... the edge of the runway, ready for takeoff. Julie could see the landing lights of an airliner on final approach to land.Well, thought Julie. That was cool. The flight to Galveston was awesome. I flew well, shot a good approach and landing. Mr. Jensen even bought me dinner, compliments of the oil company. So here, we go again, time to go home.“I. I was getting frantic. I heard people moving outside my compartment and I did not dare open the curtain and had to dress in the dark. I could only hope that I could beat the station master. When I was done I grabbed my carry-on bag and raced to the exit. The station master raised his tone the moment I stepped off the train onto the platform. I breathed a sigh of relief. I was the last one to leave the station. My hotel was located near the train station and I had been given clear directions to. My exgirlfriend had come to Mark's house while I was busy with him, while Iwas dressed like a hot slut and hiding in his parents room... and shewanted him for herself.No chance, Mark was mine. The thought was so naughty. I knew at thatmoment what I wanted; Mark's long member moving in and out of my body,Mark fucking nice and hard and bringing me over the edge, Mark movingdeep inside and making me his girl.The wall of the room was lined with a large wardrobe, which had slidingmirrors as doors,. Her mouth moved so effortlessly over him and she seemed to know exactly what spots to hit and when. Her light hair shook to her motions and even the obscured view of her beautiful tits was alluring. He figured nothing could be better than the image and sensation of his dick sliding in and out past her lips. But he was wrong. Rachel whimpered pleasurably as she swirled her tongue around the head of Derrick’s penis and cradled him between her lips. She flicked playfully at his opening and smiled.