Her face scrunched up with passion. She groaned, her head tossing back and forth. She gasped and moaned.“Oh, god,” she moaned. “Oh, Neil! My mom...is devouring me. You've turned her into a complete slut! I love it.”I winked at her.“Me, too,” moaned the MILF, her bowels clenching down on my cock. “Oh, that dick. I can't believe I'm going to cum even from being ass-fucked!”“Because you're a whore for my dick,” I growled, pumping away at her.“I am!” The married woman squeezed around my dick.. Just then Henry brought 2 other girls in. Both looked to be about 18 or 19 and both were fully dressed.“Be quick and undress please girls.” Henry said. “Autumn, please help get rid of any red lines that they might have.”As introductions were exchanged, the 2 girls stripped, revealing that neither wore knickers under their skirts. Both were wearing bras that were obviously too small and Autumn helped them rub some sort of cream on the indentations.“You look a bit young for this Cherry.” Harper. He was on the aisle in the very last row before the lavatories with just a single seat next to him. He never been on a plane configured like this before, with 2 seats on the left side (facing forward) and 3 on the right — it was a McConnell Douglas S80, according to the info in the seat pocket. It was a long flight from JFK to San Diego, and he couldn’t help but wonder who, if anyone, would be sitting next to him. Meanwhile, Jenny Dawson was stepping through the door at the front of the plane,. When I answered the door to him I got the shock of my life. He was amuscle bound six foot hunk! His Fetlife profile had said he owned agym....it looked like he made good use of it! I felt small and patheticbeside him and wondered if he was really a sub?....he seemed more like adom to me in my sissy attire. After taking his tribute I led him throughthe house to the dungeon. Unlike yesterday I did not sway my hips as hefollowed me, no I minced pathetically and I heard him chuckle as I did..