Looking around and seeing no one coming in either direction, she slipped a hand quickly under her jacket and squeezed her nipple, eliciting a moan fro... her as the pleasure rocked her."Are you all right, miss," our hero asks, having come upon the maid. He had noticed her pull her hand from under her jacket and push a small curl back over her ear as she pulled herself together and turned to look at him."I am, quite well," she replied, a slight hitch in her voice as she looked into the eyes of our. I could hear her breathing, and a strange sound. Almost as if she was running her hands through her pubic hair. I continued to listen, and soon I could hear her pussy getting wet. “There is no way, that this beautiful woman is masturbating in the stall next to me,” I thought to myself. It has to be something else… Slowly her breathing increased and I could definitely hear her cunt begin to get sloppy as she rubbed away. Looking down, I thought, “she has to be able to see my shoes, as I can see. I sucked on her nipples and her clit in no order. I added a finger in her pussy and then two along the way. At times she held my head tight and then would push me away.She never was quiet. There was a soft whimper, then a moan; a gasp and "Oh God". These were words that said pure pleasure. Her body was in continuous motion; her ass lifting off the seat to meet the movement of my fingers and tongue. Her hips had a rhythm all their own.Vicky must have turned in her seat. She was taking pictures.. Alice liked what had happened and so did their neighbors. She’d talked to the women one-on-one, and they held the same viewpoint she did.She resolved to put her concerns aside for her week of vacation, to be romantic with Owen, but also to keep her head about Dave and her marriage. She also decided that she needed to have a heart-to-heart talk with Owen sometime later in the week.Alice and Owen walked down the steps of the aircraft just as dawn broke over Paris.Dave and Christie lay next to.