It was just too bad that she was going to die in a fiery plane crash instead.The man's eyes jerked up to hers, and he smiled bashfully at having been ...aught, but didn't look away. And damnit, why was an Alanis Morisette lyric stuck in her head? 'And as the plane crashed down, he thought, well isn't this nice?' Yeah, real fucking ironic, indeed.Her gaze remained fixed on the stranger across the aisle, their heads jerking around from time to time as the plane careened through the air. He wasn't. The feeling of him this close to her is almost unbearable. She pushes against the delicious pressure, her hips grinding on him trying to rub the cock with her clit. This is going to be my way. I’m in charge of what I want. A bolt of pleasure races through her when she succeeds. “Ah!” Fuck that feels so good.Strong hands grip her hips. By the time she has opened her mouth to gasp, he is already pushing against her entrance. His member is so big and so wet and so very solid. Even with her cunt so. He looks at Ilene. She can barely look at Mariah. She looks incredulous, hugging herself, fearful and nervous perhaps."C'mon guys! I just have to let this out of my head, and then I'll get the fuck out of here! Do you think I wanted to come to this shithole, unless I had to?"Philip ponders again. Fuck it, it might happen that what she says can really help them put all of this shit behind them."All right, come in, and fucking tell us what you want to say!" Philip says."Why, FINALLY, thank you,. I sat on the chair opposite Lee, letting my robe open slightly. Not enough for a good shot but enough to make him hope for one. It was now obvious to him that I was nude underneath. Lee downed half his brew in one gulp while I took a lady-like sip from mine. As we made small talk I casually rubbed the cold bottle against my nipples, not only making them hard but wetting the robe so that the cloth was sticking to the points. Lee swallowed most of the rest of his beer while staring at my tits..