Pausing momentarily about half way in, Gracie then pushed the rest of the way deep into her. Gus was struck by the marked dissimilarity between this a...d her earlier screwing. She had no way of knowing that Gracie cared about her, whereas Ben only cared about fucking her; there lay the distinction.Even Gracie’s thrusting was not the same. Gus had the feeling he was making love to her rather than screwing her and she responded in kind. Her legs locked behind him, she met each forward move he made. She starts to moan softly as His hand caresses her breasts, moving in decreasing circles, slowly making His way to her nipples, cupping her breasts as He softly pinches them, increasing the pressure slowly.Exerting a little pressure to her chest, He slowly guides her backwards, slipping a hand behind her back until she finds herself lying on her back gazing up into His entrancing eyes.Taking her legs, straightening them along either side of His body, He slowly slides His hand up her thighs. Something felt strange. I was the only person sitting in my row. Where was Brian? I had been awake for a few minutes now, and the seats next to me remained empty. Where the fuck was Brian? The plane had landed; and soon, we would be getting off. More time passed by; still no Brian. I surveyed the plane for a second time; maybe he decided to move his seat. But still, there was no Brian. All the passengers began grabbing their carry-on luggage and exiting the plane. I. He worked quickly and quietly as he pulled the various pins from my hair, releasing my soaking wet mop from the top of my head and with the last remaining warm towels, began to dry it as best as he could.“Well aren’t we a wet bunch of characters,” I said to mama and she meowed at me as she watched us. “We would have lost these guys if I hadn’t seen her.”“Like I said, beautiful, I wouldn’t have chanced going out there. But I’m glad you did, looks like a happy family reunited.” I took hold of.