The flare of pain triggered another orgasm. “Did you cum hard?”
“So hard, Frank.” She gave me a smile. “And what business of it is yours? Sparks of rapture shot through me. She’s not a bimbo like me. Something about that he was such an idiot, but that I was so hot he couldn’t control himself. I gasped as Veronica spanked me. If I used the bimbo serum on this woman, it would be on YouTube and Facebook before the plane even landed. I groaned. At the far end of the plane a stout Black woman pounded on the rear lavatory door. I had a feeling I knew what the shouting was about. “What’s going through your head, Frank?”
His grin turned to me. “Now, here’s what we’re doing. Just the bestest. We headed down to baggage claim to get our luggage. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals
“What,” I groaned, trembling as I fired the last blast of cum into Donna’s pussy. She wasn’t in first class at all. I had sex in the lavatory like we were supposed to.”
Alice’s giggles died and she groaned again. It’ll improve your wife. I groaned, savoring the burning warmth spreading to my pussy.
