In the plane also, after the air hostess settled, I just kept my hand on her voluptuous thighs and feeling the softness of her thighs. Sometimes I jus... held her hand in my hand and looked at her. She was enjoying all the attention she was getting from me.Soon we reached the Panjim airport and headed towards the resort through a car sent by the resort to pick up us.Just after reaching the room, the room service boy left the room and I locked the door with “do not disturb” tag on it. Ammee was. As I was kissing her my hands were unbuttoning her blouse. I reached underneath and caressed her breasts. They were firm and large. Her bra was not doing a good job holding them in. He blouse ended up on the couch too. I removed her bra and her hands went instinctively to cover her breast from my eyes and touch. I move my hands gently to her shoulders caressing down her arms. She slowly removed her arms away from her breasts. Her breasts were magnificent. They stood out with no sag proudly on. "But you said..." explained the Voice."You're an idiot," said the Unit. "My name is Samuel ... you can call me Sam."The Voice went home ... nothing was happening ... the few Caretakers who had Heroes spent their days running, weight lifting, designing sexy lingerie, cooking school, thumb-twiddling and mourning with their sisters in waiting for the one that didn't make it home.Recruiting damsels was no problem. Rather than admit the odds of being rescued and getting pregnant were three out of. When the plane levelled off Bobby whispered to Angie, are you still up for achieving as many sexual acts as possible, Angie saw that hint of daring in Bobby’s eyes and simply nodded her head.Bobby then set out his idea of a plan, when they were about four hours into the flight and everything would have settled down he dare Angie to join him in one of the toilets and have a go at joining the mile high club. Eagerly Angie agreed. Then the hostess came up to them and asked if there was anything.