When I asked her about the body, she told me that she’s 34,27,35 and I was like, I have struck gold. We used to chat almost daily between 10pm-2am.A...d we used to chat about sexual stuff and how she would suck me off and how I would fuck her, lick her, bite her and turn her into my bitch.One day, she asked for a pic of me to which I asked her to share some of her pics first as for me, mine, as well as her privacy, was guaranteed. But, sharing my pic without knowing her much and couldn’t trust. I couldn’t resist licking the tip of his cock like it was a piece of sweet, sugar filled candy. I looked up, his eyes glossed over with lust. He watched me carefully as I leaned over and took him between my lips. I held my lips tight as I slid them down his shaft, feeling his thickness expand my lips. He filled my mouth as I slid as far down as I could go. I pulled my lips up, then pushed my hair out of the way so that he could see what I was doing. My lips traveled up and down, slowly at first. Yuri regained his seat beside me and I asked, "Yuri, what did the Captain want."Yuri shook his head and replied, "At first he wanted to leave you on the plane, but I persuaded him to let you come observe, but you have to remain with me."I thought to myself that there is no fucking way they were going to keep me on this plane. I smiled at Yuri and thanked him, "Thank you for standing up for me."He answered, "We all agree with the way you feel, but we cannot say anything about it."The plane. Several people came up just to shoot the breeze, nothing important. At midday, he went over to Mama Rosas kiosk. Mama Rosa specialized in old-style southwestern food. She had handmade tortillas, three kinds of fresh salsa, one mild one hot and a third that only the brave ordered. She usually had a posole that Wayne enjoyed. And on Sundays, she would have Menudo. But she always complained that she couldn’t get good tripe and wouldn’t call it Menudo. Today Wayne got his usual posole and two.