Just ignore me when I get like that. I really do apologize, but there is absolutely nothing that I can do about it.“Uh, Jake? Umm, are we going to s...art driving any time soon? Or do you just wanna stare at my tits for a while? I cooooould take my shirt off if yaaaa waaant? Is that the problem, Jake? Would it help you to start the truck if I took off my shirt?” she asked as she giggled and used her hands to push her tits together even more obscenely.“Uh, shit, Abs! I, uh, I’ve never seen you. It tastes like a monkey peed into battery acid."She laughed, and we introduced ourselves to each other. She was also on my flight. Her name was Mamatha, this pretty young woman, in her mid twenties. She was not very tall, around 5'2", fair, with shoulder length hair. She was a bit chubby, but her body was very curvy, just the way I like it. She wore a simple blue jacket, slacks and shoes, and had sexy bedroom eyes."So, why are you headed Kolkata? Business or Pleasure?" Oh, business, completely.. Maria kept her dress on and started to undo my shirt. She pulled the cushion from the chair next to me and put it on the ground for her to kneel on and she held my cock. She was ready to lick the head when we heard someone from the door say, "Look at that thing. It is huge." I am not sure who said it but Maria smiled before she covered the head of my cock with her sweet lips.Beth walked out onto the other side of my chair and stood next to me. I couldn't see up her dress but I slid my hand up. Her skin glows, goose bumps appear, her breasts tighten, both nipple harden outward pulling the skin at its base into wrinkles. My lips and tongue strike southward down her neck in search of the milky swells and pink buttons no eye could miss, paying homage to her along the way. I circle the heaving mounds with my tongue and lips, drawing down my bead on the dark pink nubs. I suckle softly, baby-like, increasing my suction and force until I am a ravenous man, devouring this source of.