1. Mile High Sluts - Part 2 of 2


    Date: 11/24/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    material felt cool when I slipped into it, but it took only a second to warm up, and if I hadn’t felt the tightness, I would have sworn I was naked. The girl helped me close the zipper in the back all the way, and I looked down to find my nipples outlined so clearly as if they were only covered by a layer of paint. “I can’t walk through the airport like this!” I protested with racing heartbeat. “No, and you will not have to. Come along.” She picked up my purse and looked me deep into the eyes. “Slut.” I waved a quick goodbye to Amelia and Jimmy, who were already under the shower and soaping each other up among giggles, and then the girl pulled me out of the room and towards another, concealed door next to the lounge’s counter. From there we went down a long flight of stairs. “Where are we going?” “To the airplane.” We reached the bottom, and a sliding door opened, with a dark stretch limousine waiting in front of it with its back door opened. I climbed in and slid into the middle seat. The girl followed inside. “For this flight, a special request has been made,” she told me, still holding my hand. She had been completely professional and detached before, but now, in the confines of the car with its opaque glass pane between the driver and us and the darkened windows, her eyes grew hungry. She closed the door, and the car started rolling. She was pretty. Oh fuck that, she was beautiful. Her skin looked soft and smooth, and I wondered if she would taste of caramel if I ran my ...
    tongue over her body. Her lips were full and her eyes, dark brown, almost black orbs, seemed mysterious and alluring. Her hair was colored in the warm, lush tone of red gold. And she was horny. She slipped forward in her seat, pulling her skirt up around her waist, and my breath hitched when I saw the lovely contrast of brilliant white panties between caramel thighs. “We have enough time,” she growled, “if you are quick. But you must listen to me while I tell you your instructions for the flight.” I complied only too happily, sliding from the seat to my knees in the wide open space of the stretch limo and shuffling between her legs, which she spread wide and pulled up until the heels were resting on the edge of the seat. Her sleek fingers pushed the gusset of her panties to the side and exposed a pretty, rosy pussy surrounded by the same lush golden hair. “God,” I whispered, leaning forward impatiently, “you’re beautiful.” My lips kissed her toned thigh and I swirled my tongue in little circles over it, drawing a shuddering breath from her. “You will act as if you were a flight attendant,” she told me, gripping the hair at the back of my head and guiding my mouth to her parted petals. “Oh yes, just like this!” She tasted divine, like lemongrass and cinnamon, and a hint of flowers. Her juices were thick and copious, and I slurped hungrily. “But you will only attend to seat 1H,” she growled, her breath hitching because my tongue flicked her swelling clit. “You will find a woman ...
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