God I needed the toilet. It was about 1.30 in the morning. I got up and went to the bathroom. I was tempted to find your panties again and have anothe... sniffing session, this time with my spunk added to your cream, but I managed to stop myself.I had woken up a little by now and on the way back to my room I heard some strange noises. Bearing in mind you had just moved in and some home comforts had still to be fitted. The street lamps in front of the house shone through the net and curtain less. She had no knowledge of reversing the performance when she returned. Her strange actions were completely subconscious. They were the result of Adrian Brightly’s unorthodox method. Adrian Brightly had remarkable hypnotic abilities that he was happy to put at Colin’s service for an appropriate fee, of course. Lynda had been pleased by Colin’s interest in her personal development and his recommendation of an Advance Influencing Skills course. She had readily gone along with the pre-course. But luck had it otherwise, coming back to the story, I boarded the flight from Bangalore, made myself comfortable on my seat and was looking around as usual to see if there were any interesting women, unfortunatelyI couldn’t find/stretch my neck too far to make it obvious, hmm it’s going to be a boring flight I thought to myself, after a couple of soft drinks I wanted to pee badly and on my way to the toilet I saw this beautiful looking lady sitting 4 rows behind mine, we locked stares, I’m not. He then bent down, as he was much taller than she was, and began sucking on her nipples, making her moan lightly. He switched from one to the other, licking and sucking on them, and reaching down to rub her crotch. Linda spread her feet apart to make room for him, and, from her reaction, he began finger-fucking her pussy. She was moaning louder, now. She really enjoyed any attention paid to her pussy. She loved being fingered or eaten, but, most of all, she loved being fucked. She didn’t care.