She was unsure, this was the first step to what she knew would be a night of lovemaking. Was she ready to go this far? This was really her last chance...to let him know if she wanted to stop. Her mind raced as she looked into his eyes. She could see that he understood her hesitation and he made no further move toward her. As she looked into his eyes, a feeling of calm settled over her and she knew that she really did want to be with him. Her fingers reached for the first button, releasing it,. He had been flipping the broadcast switch off and on to simulate a bad radio."It looks like I haven't lost my touch," he commented to the Pilot with a smile.The Pilot, Stan Rogers, smiled back and started to say something, but the radio crackled, "Flight 253. This is Egyptian Air Control. Do I understand correctly, that you are declaring an air emergency?"Stan engaged his headset, and Bill leaned forward, grabbing the transmit switch again. Stan had to suppress a snort of laughter."You guys are. My god Pam, you’re beautiful.”“I want to see just how beautiful you are too. Do you need a hand with your shorts?” Without waiting for my reply, she slipped them off and stood back a little to admire what she saw. “Hmm, you’re just as I had imagined.” We studied each other intently, etching every detail into our memory banks. “I must feel you. Then I’ll know.” She stood close and ran her hands all over me, not missing anything. I thought I’d die when she lingered on my stiff penis. “It’s. I grabbed her hips with one hand and guided my dick with the other. She spread her legs and arched her back. Her lips were already separated and drenched. My head found her opening and I pushed in. She tightened against me, practically expelling my swollen head. I pushed in more, working the length into her. She let out a breath and I thought she was going to pass out. Her knees practically buckled and her legs trembled. She came again. “Fuck me,” she said. I grabbed her hips with both hands.