Your eyes sparkle as you set me up to give you compliments. Like when you mention the in-flight system on Virgin Atlantic where you can send “winks�...� (you wink at me as you say the word) to another passenger you think is hot. I don’t miss any opportunity, winking back, grinning. Smoothly replying I don’t need an app to wink at the hottest girl on this flight. You flash that bright, naughty smile at me. I’ll take it to my grave. You swish the ice in your empty cup, attacking across the line. Max rolled over, sighed and decided it's time to get up.Max had spent all his time playing video games, reading hentai and jerking it since finishing school at 18, he didn't bother getting a job or going into further education, due to his laziness his routine of excessive masturbation and hentai reading spanned just over two years. Slowly Max shifted out of bed standing up, groggily yawning.Standing just over 5'9 Max scratched his head, picking up a white top of the floor, draping it over his. Encouraged, he moved his closer still.Soon, her hands were covered by his, and she could feel them grip and relax with the variations in the speed and intensity of her sucking. Her underwear becoming damp, she found herself subconsciously squeezing her thighs together, as if to pin down the almost fizzing pleasure building between her legs.He felt her hands slip from under his, and he opened his eyes again to see her tilt her head toward him. Taking her hint, he reached out and took hold of. Feeling the walls closing in, he put one hand up to stop those behind him. Kneeling to pick up a stone, he threw it at Ginger's back, before gesturing for him to stop.Once still, Harper closed his eyes and tried to listen for movement, for someone else breathing, for anything. Getting a stupid idea in his head, he waved at Ginger before picking up several stones. Aiming carefully, he threw them ahead of him at increasing distances, aiming at where he'd be if he was walking. Gesturing for Ginger.