‘You promise to eat something for me, right Annie?’ She usually won’t speak, not since the first night. Maybe she’ll utter a word or two almos... under her breath, in a monotone, but that’s it. She’ll talk to Geoff a little, when they’re alone. Now they murmur almost conspiratorially. Anne seems to be agreeing to try to eat. Then out of the blue she stops walking and begins to cry. She doesn’t try to hide it, just stands there with tears flowing down her face, making panting little high-pitched. I nodded and her professional smile turned into a dirty lustful one. “You know that we do it with captains in there, too?” The curtains were closed around us and she moved even closer, putting her hand on my breast. She whispered in my ear. "Who is he? You are not married, are you? Your names on the flight manifesto are different." At first, I was reluctant to answer that. It's not her business! But then, I answered "He...he is my boss" “Did you let him cum in you?” Her whispered voice became. I had been unable to get my daily pheromones fix in months. I assumed she had a hamper in her room, but I'd made a promise to myself that I wouldn't violate her privacy again. So far, I'd been able to keep that promise.Now, suddenly finding this silken thing under my pillow, delicious memories and feelings came flooding back. That she had called a few minutes before to tell me to look under my pillow carried so many messages. Chief among those was, 'Let's play, Billy.'We'd recently given. Next thing he is trying to force his hand in my pants. playing with my ass and trying to get it in all the way to my pussy. Well I'm bend over a little so there is no way this is going to work. He was not to be denied. He opens my pants and pulls them down. Now he is finger fucking me. One, two, now three fingers. Then nothing. ??? That's when I feel him pulling my ass cheeks up and apart. Next thing I know his cock is searching for my pussy. Then a push. He's in. He's got me by the hips.