Well that's all. Vacation is over. In a few hours we will be at home. The last rays of the hot, Egyptian setting sun make their way through the porthole. The cabin of the aircraft, always completely filled this time is almost empty. Thanks to the revolution for a relaxing stay! I look out the window at an empty airfield and distant yellow sandy mountains in anticipation of takeoff. The mechanical voice in the speakers speaks about the rules of behavior and salvation, and the pretty redheaded stewardess is actively gesticulating with her hands, performing voice commands. The husband arched into the aisle and carefully watched the movements of the flight attendant, trying to remember all her movements to inflate the life jacket for life. Very interesting and informative sight! Crazy. But interest has awakened in me. I look at and begin to understand where such interest in vest inflation came from. The stewardess is not very tall, with a neatly laid hair and red foil cap, coquettishly pinned to the flank. Red jacket covers ...

ABOUT! This is not possible, and it attracts the eye, forcing to remember all the safety rules! The stewardess's chest is covered with a jacket, it is not big, but how it bulges! The buttons of the jacket are buttoned under the hills covered with a white blouse. A white blouse is playfully unbuttoned, showing a narrow path between these hills. She is not beautiful and can hardly be called pretty, but she wants to look at her. It attracts the eyes of the cabin. In the cabin there is silence and you can only hear how the saliva drips from the open mouths of men and how their pants crack under the pressure of swelling members. I ran my hand between my husband's legs and felt that my faithful had succumbed to Ryzhik's hypnosis! He did not get up, but was sensibly swollen. And even my touch did not make me look away from this red-headed miracle. Stop! It is not right! What will happen when she starts walking between the rows to offer snacks. Tilt! Ryzhik also has legs. I do not see them now, but the curved pose of her husband vividly demonstrates that the same is normal with Ryzhik’s legs! Well, no, I will not tolerate this! At least not now.

I push him to the side and break off, offering to switch places. I am not at all comfortable, blinding the sun, and generally I hate sitting by the window. Although a few minutes ago I fought out the right to take this place. The husband grumbles, holds together, but changes places with me. Transplanting, he rubs the bottom of the abdomen on my legs, and I feel that he is more and more hypnotized by Ryzhik. I sit down and accept her husband’s crooked posture. I rarely make a mistake, and now is no exception. Ryzhik’s legs are not just normal, but everything is just fine! A skirt above the knees, very tightly wrapped around her hips, clearly demonstrating that Ryzhik prefers stockings. Shoes on a small heel. Ginger is beautiful! I'm not a lesbian, but I would have eaten the same Ryzhik! Husband turned away offended and stared out the window. We take off!

- What'll drink? - asks Ryzhik. She is already without a jacket. In a white blouse. Leans and stretches a glass of tomato juice. Its hillocks sag slightly and the tanned path becomes wider, showing a small black mole on the right breast. Another cup and a mole again. Straightens and, shaking his hips, moves to the next row, spreading the sweetish scent of his mole. Yes, and her stockings with a narrow elastic band. The husband is not quite sniffling and again turns to the already dark sky. Wake up?

I stretch my hand and put it on my leg. Thin summer pants. He is today without panties. I know that for sure! She packed them in a suitcase. I run my fingers and feel for his testicles. Peacefully squeeze them. I feel like a swollen cock sausage jerked. Poor thing ... do you want Ryzhik? But it is not, and it is unlikely she will caress you. And here I am, I am near! Fingers ran over the sausage. Squeezed her. Let go and squeezed again. No, jerking a member of her husband through the pants is not serious. I take the zipper and pull it down. And the member falls out.Oh, my friend how are you on boo! The redhead is good, but I am not worse, and my fingers have already seized your head. Now you are in my power. And now nothing prevents my movements. I gently caress member. Fingers squeeze the head. I see how nice you are! You move out of the chair and unfasten the belt, pants. Now all your household is in my power. Your cock is strong and I do not caress, and masturbate your dick! Sharply and rigidly pulling off the skin. I squeeze swollen eggs. You stop staring at the starry sky and at the end you turn to me. Do you want me to take it in your mouth? Do you want me to suck him? What Ryzhik not around, and I'm there? But you want Ryzhik, his invisible fragrance is in the air! Dream about her, but your dick will be mine!

I tidy the armrests and bend down. Your dick is tense, he longs for my tongue of my lips! Spend tongue at the tip of the head, like a snake stinging it in the very hole! You flinch
and at that moment I put my mouth on your head, your cock. Which fills my head!
I release it and wrap my head around my lips and dance on it with my tongue. You know how I love the head. The most delicious part of your dick. And now the testicles. Left ... right ... and tongue up to the head. It vibrates under my tongue. Add vibrations. Pulling the skin to the testicles and pulling the head. Oh dear how do you want Ryzhik! You, probably, fuck her now in your fantasies! You bend, you want to cum! The aroma of Ryzhik feels stronger and stronger! Ebi her fuck my darling! I suck the head, tighten the bridle, and a thick stream of semen fills my mouth! Mmmm ... how I love this moment! You relax and ...

- What do you want chicken or fish?

I turn sharply and see Ryzhik smiling towards us! Her breasts hanging over me, her path and a mole. Her scent ...

- Or do you need to drink some tomato juice?