Your hand slides back into her panties and you press two fingers against her now sopping pussy. Beeg You remember how stressful it was despite how much Lisa had arranged for you. “Mhm,” she murmurs, her mouth full of finger. But you can’t turn around just yet. Her panties slide down to her shoes. All I’ve done is make a mess of things–”
“You haven’t–”
“Oh God, I know. “I could stand for a little more,” you say. I can…hold it. You wonder if she’s going to tell the flight attendant how you got stuck. You hear the shuffle of fabric and the creak of the toilet seat opening.
