She heard the African peel off the latex glove. There were more noises behind, the sound of clothing being adjusted. She wanted to turn and look but d...d not dare. Then hands grasped her hips and raised them up.She nearly screamed when hard male flesh pushed aside the soft fleshy lips of the vulva and thrust inside.The African above her leaned forward.'Soon be finished the search.' He laughed and thrust.Jade was confused and frustrated as she left the African terminal building.The black customs. He's dressed in big, black leather boots, black leathertrousers and a tight, black leather T-shirt. On his hands are tightleather gloves not even reaching his wrists and the expression on hisface is one of the deepest contempt. "Cheating, fucking bitches," he growls in a tone of voice that scaresthe shit out of me, "you are so gonna pay." Sheila looks just as scaredas me and she begins to mewl something pleading behind her gag. Theresponse is immediate. Richard steps up grabs both her nipples. The plane took off in its rapped accent to get to its cruising altitude, it was not long until we were eating or late meal and we could see the sun set. Maggie and myself was chatting away like we knew each other for a long time, we had so much in common we were both at uni, loved a****ls and the odd joke. I commented her on her looks and smile and how sexy her dimples where she giggled in a funny shyness way ,before we knew it was dark and the light dimed down I asked for a blanket for. The ladies spoke about how feminine she was and still couldnot believeshe was the overbearing ruffian they once knew. She spoke in a softfeminine voice, soothed her skirt underneath herself when she sat andalways ensured her legs were crossed. They found it cute when they wouldsee her touch up her makeup and spritz fresh perfume on herself duringthe course of the day. She always ensured her look was immaculate andpristine just like her mother. The giggled about the girlish wiggle shehad when.