After returning to Bangalore our interaction started to increase, our SMS’s more intimate. I used to always check on her dress for the day, checking...details on her inner clothes. I kissed her on the phone, although she never returned my kisses; however she used to say that she loved my kisses.Another month passed like this and we got closer; I had a chance to go to Mumbai again. This time I planned my stay in a nice 5 star hotel near her office. We were both excited about meeting again; I went. ...perhaps later". She stood up and turned her back to me and said "Ok, but your arms around me and caress my tits for me" I did but she said "no move closer, let me feel little bros erect cock pressed against my bum". I moved in to let my cock lay between her crack of her cheeks and point up her back. She turned her head towards me and said "kiss me like I showed you last time" I had enjoyed our kissing last time and knew exactly what she wanted...as did I. As we kissed she mover her hands. .. John, fuck me, take my ass, make me take it, it's so dirty, I love it.' Emily's obscene words sounded out loud in the room, and caused even Phil's cock to stiffen with the depravity of her language.'Fucking hell, she's going mad on it,' he muttered to himself, shaking his head in wonder. He'd never seen such abandon in a model before; the girl was having the time of her life, as she thrust her hips back into John desperately. Phil was even tempted to take his cock out of his pants and forget. Sophie glanced at the pilot and noticed a nicefeminine figure under the skirted uniform. She also addressed Sharonas Mistress, causing Sophie to wonder if she had another playmate onthe plane. The chair was rolled across the hangar floor and up intothe plane. Sharon was already inside waiting for them.Part of the inside of the plane was designed like a beauty salon, withmirrors on the wall and three apparent styling stations with overheadmounted dryer hoods. Two of the stations had styling.