Newly coiffed, she had walked through to the pleasant, airy room where these proceedings took place. She got naked below the navel, as required, and w...ited in the comfortable reclining chair for the stylist. There was a knock at the door and a man’s voice said, “Can I come in now?” She was about to say “No” quite loudly when the door opened and the man walked in. “I’m your stylist,” he said. Em said, “Oh,” in a surprisingly small voice. “Oh, OK then. I thought you would be a woman.” The man. “And don’t you dare stop stroking it!” she yelled, pushing back into me hard enough that I almost stumbled. Our audience stepped out of the shadows, walking towards us. He was a bit older than us, though not by much. He was of average build and pretty non-descript. He looked terrified. But his cock was still in his hands. Jess watched him approach and she fucked against me harder. I increased my own pace to match. She groaned heavily and her eyes closed for a second, as I pulled her head back. In the semi darkness of the cabin, I could see the FA coming to my seat. She saw that I had my hands under the blanket and beamed a wicked smile at me. She band down to me and whispered in my ear. “I want you so bad, but business is crammed today, and they need my help.” As if she could read my mind, she cautioned me. “Please don’t go there and try to pick up someone to play. This is not fitting for a lady in first class.” “But I need someone so badly!” I said under my breath. She gave me a. Heywood placeda shower hat on his head. She instructed him to climb into the tub andhave a long soak while she prepared his costume. "Don't lock thebathroom door because I will bring your underwear in after you're in thetub," she added as she turned to leave. Leslie pulled off his robe andpyjamas, hung them on the back of the door, climbed into the tub, andbegan to soap himself. Moments later Mrs. Heywood re-entered the room,opened the package in her hand, and dropped its contents into the.