This was very erotic in itself, let alone seeing that black shaft disappearing between her legs.Her husband wasn’t surprised when she insisted on ge...ting screwed before he went to work on her birthday. That had happened every year. He knew he would be expected to do the same that evening. What got her excited, and he obviously didn’t know, was that the sperm he was shooting into her that morning would have a lot of company throughout the day before he added some more. That made her hot to think. Every time I've cum today my mind has drifted and wondered and now I understood why. I didn't have to concentrate to bring on an orgasm. With Paul I always have to concentrate, to force the orgasm. With this stranger the orgasm happens and I don't even need to think about it, spontaneous, doing what it should to my body without recourse to my mind, leaving my mind free for other things. How weird is that? Or is that how it should be? As I pondered these questions I understood that. “She does look very comfortable to me, sir” said the hostess with a giggle and she folded up Stephanie’s harem pants.Then she hopped up onto the seat in front, pulled open the locker and stowed the folded harem pants in the top of Stephanie’s carry-on.The captain plucked the wet panties out of Stephanie’s grip.The hostess closed the locker and hopped down off the seat in front of them and looked at them both, with the same naughty smile and twinkling eyes.The captain handed Stephanie’s wet. He still had a few minutes until Vanda was due to arrive.Alfie felt like screaming. In fact he did, as a rather large grasshopper stepped on his head. "Stupid morons," he mumbled. "We've been shut in here for hours and no one has found a way out yet. It's not likely to happen anytime soon, either, I tell you."As usual, he was ignored. Actually, he probably couldn't be heard above the din. Other bugs were shouting, calling for help, plus there was the scraping of legs against bodies as the ones.