kykie Porcher

In the cockpit, watching the captain and co-pilot about to take off, is the right time for 'silent review ' with thoughts of safety procedure but my mind drifted...sandwich between these two identical hot bodies, in this tight space, in this scary weather is the ultimate fantasy.
   Hmm ... eyes opened and staring at me are deep blue two sets of eyes burning, setting me up on fire or is it to get fired!



Keith has been fighting for this fucking control all day and these girls just cannot keep their lips and hands off each other. He is in distress!

 Now that they are in the bathroom, hoping for a cold shower; they exclaim at the sight of the jacuzzi!

They made a show of preparing a warm bath, lavender scents, candlelights and all. Could they be part of Chris' childish scheme? This is pure torture!

he is way too horny watching the two girls; sucking, soaping and fondling. 

He moved closer to join in.

 They rejected him!! ! Rejected him . . . 

Sorry, we are here for the sideshow, girls only.

Right there, he confirmed his suspicion, the set -up.

 That fuck retarded Chris ! !! 

Fuck 'tard Chris !! ! !! 

He was going to storm out and confront him but saw the bathroom door open; expecting Chris, Chris to burst into laughter!

 Lisa …….

What the hell is she doing here! With that damn bottle of champagne.

He was to say get ….out …..

One of the girls walked up to Lisa and started to undress her.


He swallowed hard ...to concentrate on the voices . . . 


Why not join us for a bath, it's big enough for four. I will help you undress; your outfit is too tight anyway ''.
 

Are those titties real?

 Can I touch them?

Better still, let's drink champagne off those titties...no glass cups anyway.

Cockpit

 Lisa picked up the rope with her teeth and crawled slowly towards Chris. 


 She glides on the floor in her remaining costume: the hat, the red scarf around her neck and the peephole pant with the cut out around the crotch. 


 She crawled along with the rope slowly, her eyes gawked on Chris sitting on the sofa with his dick in his hands. 


 He was stroking it up and down, his eyes had turned to dark deep blue, his lusty eyes! 


 She feels like a different person right now with no care in the world about losing her job. She needed to feed her desires, her needs, her demon; She had been triggered! 


 Keith followed with the toy gun in his hand, stepping on the trail of her dripping orgasm. 


 Oh my, she is wet and wild! He was beyond turned on, he was painfully hard and he freed his cock. 


Happy endings?