She was about forty feet high in her spiked heels, and most of that wasuncovered. The only things she was wearing was a bra and panty set, garterbelt,...and a sheer robe that hung open from her shoulders.And any hope I had of an intelligent conversation faded once I saw thelarge whiskey in her hand, and smelt her breath, which stank like she hadbeen swimming in a brewery."Play nice with your new doll." She slurred, and the girl went back to her"dollhouse" with me in her hands.I never dreamed of. "Oh could I, Mr. Cameron?" Shannon Powell begged."I would appreciate it," Rev. Powell said. "I don't have to read my sermon from the pulpit, but I do have to write it down. And today I've decided that the approach I had written Thursday is really going at it backwards. I don't want to take Shannon away from the fireworks."Ryan couldn't see any grounds for refusal, even if he'd wanted to. And eight-year-old Shannon was basically a good kid, especially for a PK. "Just stay close to us, Shannon,". Wrapping my hand around his shaft, I slowly stroked him. His skin was soft but his cock was solid. Pre-cum coated my fingers as they slid over the head of his cock. Just as my hand was sliding down his length, a flight attendant stopped to check on us. Did we need anything? Obi responded that we were fine. I wanted to tell her I had everything I needed. A hard cock in my hand. Now go away.Obi reached up and turned the overhead light off above us, darkening our little space. Everyone around us. “Well, now let me take that matter by the hands”, Layla played. After that, her left hand grabbed Merder’s penis, to another brief moan. She held it not too hard enough to avoid pain, but her grip managed to take a little more than moans from his lover. Then, the ebony fairy slowly slid her hand down the shaft until reaching the scrotum area. Merder seemed he liked the procedure, giving his face and grunts. Following that, the Winx member repeated it, but going up the shaft, again.