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Chapter 9 by jonjacobs64 jonjacobs64

Is there anything else left to do??

How about an assisted handjob?

I pulled myself together, withdrawing from Britney's bra and panties. I surveyed her afresh, the sexy woman unknowingly showing off her ample cleavage and toned legs. I was absolutely **** and starting to worry that my spectacularly good luck would inevitably run out. This was the moment.

Glancing around once more to be sure I was unobserved, I unzipped my pants and withdrew my significant cock. I was rock hard, and I could nearly feel the heat radiating off my throbbing member. I reached over and took Britney's hand in my own.

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I guided her gently to my cock, wrapping her fingers around my shaft. I held one of her soft hands in my own and reached back over with my other hand for a juicy handful of tit. I started to pump.

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Feeling her hand against my skin was magnificent, and my breathing became as deep as her own sonorous breaths. I guided her to stroke me, slow and tight; then faster. I massaged her breast with my other hand, rubbing her nipple between my fingers and feeling the explosion building within me.

As my climax approached, I turned my body so that my cock was pressed against Britney's thigh. I thrust my hips, rubbing my penis against her leg with my tip only inches from her pussy. Within moments, I was blasting my load all over her legs.

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I continued to cum, draining a last few strings of semen onto her soft flesh, and finally I calmed down. I sighed, breathing deeply and relishing the dirty scene, my cock shrinking against the girl's leg. Finally, I pulled my hand out of her shirt and tucked my cock back in my pants.

What to do with the cum? Well, obviously, I spread some on her tits before buttoning her shirt back up. I slid a fingerful down her pants, smothering her pussy in it. And the rest I massaged like oil into her thighs. I was sure that when she finally woke up hours from now, the semen would be entirely dried up.

I replaced Britney's blanket, returned to my own seat, and reclined with satisfaction.

God damn, I said to myself.

Little did I know that there was still a bit more fun to be had before our flight was over.

What else could possibly be in store?

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