He was a smooth talker. Even so, I got a warm feeling as he spoke."You already know what you're missing, Dave," I said. I then said something I would ...mmediately regret. I added "You've seen me naked like a hundred times, remember?"How could I say that? Why would I open the door for him like that? I began to blush.Dave smiled a crooked smile. "A thousand times," he said, "but who's counting." OK, I'm officially embarrassed now!" I said with a smile. "But you should go." Of course. But first let. But after a few minutes of expert tongue work, she let him slip out of her mouth with a pop, and leaned to whisper in his ear: "Roll over, stud."He wasn't sure what she was up to, but he was enjoying himself so far, so he rolled over onto his stomach, faking a grunt of exertion. She ran her fingertips along his shoulders, relaxing him, then playfully swatted his butt. But he didn't expect what came next – one fingertip slid between his butt cheeks and started massaging his asshole in gentle. The aircraft wasn’t full so boarding was easy. The flight down to the Canary Islands was to take about four hours. We had chosen Fuerteventura and booked a nice hotel. Neither of us and drunk any coffee that morning so when the plane levelled off we were both able to snooze for a while. When we woke Carol started on her book and I caught up on a couple of episodes of a TV series I had been watching on my iPad.After a couple of hours, Carol needed the loo. On such a small plane she had to climb. He especially enjoyed this new side of Darla, new view, too.When Darla was ready to get down, she came to young Steve for assistance. He eagerly got up and lifted her off the table and to the floor where he held her close, so close that the hard cock sticking out through his open fly was now sticking through the top of her legs and being squeezed by soft thighs.They couldn't seem to break apart, like two magnets coming together in the night. He could feel the wet heat from Darla's pussy on the.