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We were on the red eye back from Vegas and all of a sudden my Gf and I saw this really handsome guy walk past us in coach…wish it was first class, but who goes first class to Vegas..? He caught my eye and stopped right in the middle of the aisle to talk..as he leaned over he just about had his hand down my shirt.oops ,,What?. I thought ,,then we asked him to sit in the empty seat in the middle, just between us…my bestie GF and I giggled at each other.. As we both had his attention..he ordered us all drinks and now I was flying high.The flight was to be short and sweet the Champaigne was bubbly and so were we. He turned his head and looked out the window I couldn’t help but notice the swelling between his legs, Mmm I licked my lips, and placed my hand  closer to his thigh. We all were enjoying and laughing, as the Champaigne flowed and we excitedly anticipated what the minutes awaited us all ahead..I got up and made my way to the restroom, as I did the handsome body made certain he brushed hard against my breast, with his inner thigh, hard and teasingly I knew I wanted something from him, but had no idea we could pull it off. Here flying above the clouds at midnight..as I turned to go into the restroom I realized he was right behind me and we both pushed our way into the tiny cubicle, one million miles in the sky we were silent as he pressed his lips against mine, his hand up my hot thigh easing into my wet panties. I squirmed and allowed his body to embrace my hot wet excited saliva dripping from both of our tongues as he placed me on top of his  lap. With wild passionate movements  on the small toilet of the jet returning us to our destiny..seemed to have the whole airplane rocking , my silent internal screams of passion were released by my moans and his groans as the heat of us inside each other, until we both lay against the wall gasping for air..the airline waitresses had heard the rumblings coming from the restroom, and as I retreated and opened the door back to my seat I realized they smiled at me so as not to appear angry,. My new found friend emerged from the restroom eventually only to pass out in the middle seat..ahhhh yes our midnight flight home from Vegas proved to create ecstasy in the sky, for me …xoxo

 

 

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