She was really nice looking and had clearly had a good holiday with lots of sun. The husband looked a little worn and was carrying all the bags and sh...t that go with taking two young k**s on a flight. The wife/mother/milf (I think milf suits her best) was carrying only her handbag and looked very sexy in her light summer dress. Perfect for where we were flying from but not that great for when we landed. All regular passengers were next invited to board and being at the front of the queue, I. Shaw has lost his socks and his shirt, so we can decide between undershirt, pants and underpants. If you favor his undershirt, please clap now!”Luke-warm applause. “Pants?” Slightly louder applause. “Underpants?” Enthusiastic applause. “Ok, we do not need our clapometer to tell us that the underpants have it. Over to you, Mr. Shaw!”Peter knew that this was going to be embarrassing. The whole situation had long caused him to have the most massive boner, and everyone was going to see it now.. I bring my fingers coated in your juices to my mouth, for I have to taste your sweet juices, smell the earthiness of your arousal. You watch my tongue circle my fingers, careful to savor each available trace of your sex juices. Finally, I withdraw my fingers from my mouth and I see a small smile cross your lips. You crouch and present your ass to me for mounting. But, as enticing as your mysterious asshole is, that is not where I am going to explore you first. I walk up behind you, my hands. “And just who are you?” the Colonel demanded back in her most condescending voice.“How dare you address me in that manner! I am Wallace Humphreys, the Senior Representative of the Unity Government’s Department of Settlement and Expansion. With me is Representative Arlene Jorgenson. WHO are you?” he demanded in return.“I am Lieutenant Colonel Patrisha Ferguson, Commander of Special Operations First Mobile Headquarters Team; with me are part of Tiger Team. The Leaders of the Parthas Government.