After lunch was served, and the lights were dimmed, my devious mind started working. I noticed he was sitting alone at the back of the plane, so I dec...ded to make my move. I went to ask for another glass of water and I drank it right there. “It’s hot in here, don’t you think?” I asked him, and yes I know it’s a lame pick up line, but bear with me, I’m new at this. I don’t recall ever having flirted with a man before. Anyway, he agreed with me. “Yes, it’s quite hot.” His eyes were locked at. Julie took the empty glass from my hand and moved away from the window, receding into the darkness, moving carefully. I heard her set the glasses down somewhere as I looked fondly toward La Tour Eiffel once again, wondering if the events of this night would repeat themselves in the future. Feeling Julie press her bare breasts against my back and wrap her arms around my chest, I cast that thought aside, simply enjoying and cherishing the moment. For a long time, we stood at the window, Julie. She looked at her dad and she had never seen him this horny before. He looked like a sailor getting his fucks right after sailing continuously for two months. Matt looked at his hard cock and it was still only half way in. He wanted more so he positioned Abby’s pussy so that his hard cock could be piercing directly from the top. Matt bounced up and down repeatedly and he could feel his cock getting deeper and deeper into his little princess’s pussy. After a few tries, he could feel his thighs. We had agreed to keep it completely secret from everyone we knew and when it came down to it, we both realised exactly why we were meeting. I was absolutely desperate to have sex with Vincent, purely for the sake of fulfilling a fantasy. I wanted him to dominate me and the idea of being his living doll made me wet with excitement.I had bought a dress for the occasion. I wasn’t entirely sure what his definition of a doll was but I found something quite fitting and suitably girly, a pink and.