‘well, whatever it is, you smell great! my name is paul’ he said and held out his hand. ‘thank you paul, sweet of you to say, my name is lara’...i smiled and shook his hand, put a strand of my long curls behind my ear and crossed my legs. he tried to get back to his magazine but i could see him checking my legs out from the corner of his eye. i smiled to myself, this will be fun! the plane took off, snacks and drinks were served as a movie started playing, i ordered some white wine. paul made. Definitely one of Deutschland's finest ambassadors. (I believe in calling a country by what the people themselves want to call it.)As slowly as I tried to walk, looking without touching at every detail — including the ignition key hanging invitingly in the ignition lock, with a feminine pink tassel hanging below it along with the wireless remote — I finally got around to the rear.Without realizing it I had been holding my breath until I saw the two things I needed to see. There was the correct. Fluid was running out of her hole down to her butt hole. I ran my finger down there and tickled the little crinkled brown ring around the hole. Each time I got near the hole she jumped. I asked if it hurt and she said no it feel great. It was just different she said. It was really slippery from her pussy juice so I pushed my finger a little at the opening and my finger slipped in to the first knuckle. Mel just moaned. It was so incredibley tight. I started pushing in farther and then in and. That brought an audible "Ohhh" and tears as she panted through an open mouth. Then she leaned back heaving her firm breasts towards the ceiling and placed her hands on his knees. She gave him one last instruction, part of which would be ignored. "Fuck me Ricky and don't cum inside me" . Ricky started to pump his hips. She just lost her virginity to a large cock and is being ravished as it jabs and the point her vagina ends. She knows she has all of him and is very proud of that. She.