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First Class - Part 2
Date: 11/7/2014, Categories: Bisexual, Author: blin18, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories
the front row of First Class seats was right there. As Bob sat down, Vicky stepped slightly in front of him and reached up to open the overhead locker, where she stowed Bob’s shirt. She felt a little tingle of excitement when she heard Bob whisper “Oh my goodness” as he spied her freshly shaved pussy peeking out from beneath the mini-dress. Hurriedly she pulled down the hem, blushing as she realised that Spike could see her bare bottom from behind. Spike stepped forward, smiling and clearly ready for the same treatment that Bob had received. “Welcome aboard, Sir,” Celeste said primly. “Are you carrying any metallic items, knives, batteries, explosives, or weapons of any kind?” “No ma’am,” said Spike. He smiled even wider realising the script had changed for him. “Hold up your arms, please Sir,” Celeste said; she wasn’t smiling any more. Spike did as he was told and Celeste stepped closer, close enough to kiss him if she wanted, and began to slowly frisk his upper body. She moulded her palms around his powerful pectoral muscles, slid them up and over his sloping trapezoids, over his biceps and then underneath his arms, testing his latissimus dorsi with her fingertips and finding them bulging from constant use paddling through the surf. Finally she moved half a step closer so that her full breasts touched his chest as she reached around to feel his back. Stepping back, she said, “Sir, please remove your shirt.” Spike was still smiling. “Do you always profile skegs as potential ...