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Paul clayton

I did go down the hall in front of them and I had her towel. The two of them walked at me carrying their ice buckets. He came to his door first and went in while Ginger watched and continued to come toward me. It was a very interesting trip for ice in deed.

I tried to fuck her brains out but that was damn near impossible as I found out. We got a couple of hours sleep before she had to go back to her husband and catch their flight home. I got all of the ways to contact her too.

At the airport I ran into both ladies…we were all on the same plane to Syracuse. Ginger asked Cindy and I if we wanted to join the mile high club. Cindy was all for it. She wanted me to fill her pussy up again and I was happy to do it.

Ginger let Cindy go in with me first. Cindy was just as determined, as she had been the night before. I went in first and sat down then she squeezed in between my legs and closed the door. I reached over and locked it, then I lifted up Cindy’s skirt as she turned around, pulled her panties to one side, and sat down on my cock. She was in too much of a hurry to be concerned about it hurting. She covered her mouth and sat right down. A moment later and she was bouncing around as if we were in some kind of turbulence. I thrust up at her and she cried out softly but didn’t ask me to stop. Then all at once we both climaxed. When I was finished she stood up, adjusted her panties, lowered her skirt, and left. I waited a minute or two before I opened the door.

A woman was smiling at me and asked, "Could you do that again? With me this time."

I sat back down and she came in. I explained the position that seemed to work best for Cindy but she had an idea of her own. She removed her panties and sat down facing me. She lifted her blouse and bra up over her breasts and stuck one in my mouth. As she joined the mile high club she told me that she was on her way to Syracuse to see her granddaughter. She sure didn’t look like a grandmother and she didn’t feel like one either.

I did get out of the bathroom and an hour later Ginger tapped me on the shoulder on her way to the rear of the plane. Her idea was to lean over the toilet with me standing behind her. Her skirt rested on her back, her panties went in my pocket, my cock went into her pussy, and my cum went into her love canal. She wiped up the excess and went back to sit next to her husband. He turned around and gave me a thumbs up.

As we waited for our luggage Ginger and I had to smile at Cindy trying to control her kids while her husband tried to find their luggage. I got a rather nice kiss from Ginger while Cindy waved.

I waited a week and then I called Cindy. She said that her children were in school and that her husband was at work. Then she warned me about her nosey neighbors. I suggested a motel and she was there before I was. She was even more excited than she had been in Wichita.


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