As Curtis’s thick, hard cock slid into the moist depths of my pussy I let out a loud moan of pure pleasure. It drove in deep with the first thrust and I took the whole length with ease and would just loved to have wrapped my legs around his slender waist in order to pull him in tight to me. But my legs were open wide, knees bent and my feet planted firmly on the wall opposite me. Perched precariously as I was on the narrow wash basin this was the best position to get my wet cunt well and truly fucked.
Toilets on a Boeing 737 are not designed for fucking in; but after our many trips abroad this was not the first time we had gained membership to the mile high club. Actually we were still only at 20,000ft. Our passion for a fuck in the toilet had overtaken us as soon as the seat belt signs had gone off. A quick rub on Curtis’s cock as I left my seat was the signal for him to follow me.
With my back pressed firmly against the small mirror and my legs bent and o...
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