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“This isn’t going to work.”
“Give me a second.” I wiggled until I was sitting on the closed toilet seat. There was a sizeable bulge in his pants. “Poor little guy needs some air.”
Dante snorted. “Little? I don’t think so.”
Unbuckling his belt, I lowered the zipper and out popped his penis. “What happened to your tighty whities?”
“Didn’t pack any.”
“Well, it does make bathroom sex easier.” Precum beaded on the head of his penis. I licked it off.
Dante shuddered.
“Like that?”
“God yes.”
I scraped my teeth along the tender flesh of his penis.
Dante jerked and smacked his head on the ceiling. “Sonovabitch.”
“Want me to stop?”
“Hell no.”
I ran my tongue over his long, hard length and licked him like he was my favorite chocolate ice cream.
A low, husky growl of raw desire escaped Dante.
The jet rocked violently.
Dante fell on top of me and his penis pushed against my throbbing pussy. I moaned.
A second later, the jet went into free fall.
We bounced off the ceiling and hit the floor hard. “Shit! Are we crashing?”
“Dunno.” Dante struggled to get off me.
The ridge of his penis slide across my mouth. I instinctively squeezed it with my teeth.
Dante’s hips bucked. “You’re killing me.”
More turbulence shook the jet.
“Then we’ll die with a smile on our faces,” I replied. I sucked his cock into my mouth. There was an easy way to get your guy to climax. Squeeze. Release. Squeeze. Release. For the piece de resistance, I pushed the tip of his dick into the roof of my mouth.
Dante’s body bowed and shook violently as I launched him into an orgasmic tsunami.
The aircraft bucked wildly, and we smacked into the ceiling again. A second later, Dante’s semen spurted all over the mirror. Ooops.
“You are amazing,querida.”
“I aim to please, but I’m getting a Charley horse in my right leg. Can you get the door open?”
“Let me try.” Dante wiggled this way and that. “Damn. I can’t reach the doorknob.”
I examined the bathroom. “I’ll stand up on the toilet and lean to the left. If you lean to the right, I should be able to open the door.