FUCK ME HARDER!” Jim pounded harder, slapped her ass HARD! Miss Marshal (Janet to everyone she knew not from work) was at the airport lounge getting a little pre-flight courage. His name was James, but everyone called him Jim, except for his supervisor Miss Marshal. After finishing the second Long Island Iced Tea she got up and leisurely made her to the gate. He brought up the file with all of his movies on it so she could pick. She moved her tongue down the shaft to the base then brought it back to the tip. Then he slowly pulled out, then he thrust back in again HARD! OH GOD…. HARD. He was around 175lbs but looked fairly skinny. He had a splitter and an extra pair of earbuds for her to use, hoping this would settle her nerves a little. She remembered laughing and crying, but most of all getting fingered by her boyfriend, this was already making her wet and the movie hadn’t started yet. OF FUCK YES… He looked around at the terminal to see if Miss Marshal was there and was shocked when he didn’t see her there waiting. “Well, she has accomplished that. He was starting to feel his sperm building up but he didn’t want to finish without feeling it in her pussy.
