Getting on

The couple are not subtle in their acting. The attendant stares at them with bored eyes, the flushing couple, joined at the hip. Fortunately, they don’t care enough to stop them; scanning their ticket he nods behind him.

The couple are still giggling as they sit down in the rocking cabin, their hands on each other's thighs, smiles plastered ont heir face, the people in line see them and many know exactly what those two are doing, some eye rolls, some nods of approval, the reactions are mixed but they're hardly the concern of the horny couple.

The wait is tantalising and frustrating. Once they’re in the air a bit, they feel it's safe enough to start getting warmed up, sitting next to each other, her hands on his bulge, rubbing gently as they kiss hungrily. His hands on her breast, the other cupping her chin. She moans into his mouth, and he does hers.

A couple more clicks, well above the fair now, Vi breaks the kiss and looks out the window. She nods before looking back at him. The eyes she gave the attendant return, but now where they belong, directed at him. She leans forward, kissing him again, her eyes returning to his crotch, but this time not just to feel his arousal; she now works to release it from its confines. Her fingers find the zipper to his jeans, slowly unzipping the denim; she slides her fingers and fishes his rock-hard dick out.

She glances down and then back up, her head slowly descending. “Aw, babe. Look at this thing. Why would I ever need another man?” She giggles, looking down and placing a soft kiss on his cock head.