“Good. That's my cum," I moaned, biting on his bottom lip. “Tell me who owns this dick, Mr. Taylor.... Who pleases you like no other?"

“F*ck, baby. God... it's yours.... Only you can," he groaned loudly as we both climaxed together, our voices and pleasure mingling together as we filled a high that was like no other.

Slowly, he kissed me as laughter filled us both.

“Oh, my goodness..." a small gasp echoed from my left side, and with a smile, I turned to look at the flight attendant standing there.

“Did you enjoy the show?" I asked her, watching her face flush with embarrassment, but her eyes holding nothing...