The plane lands.

"All good," Jenny said, removing her hand.

She was just about to leave, when Candace cried out, "Please, please can I have something to wear? Please!"

Jenny stopped short, and looked as if she had left her car keys on the counter at home. "Oh, yeah! Of course!" She looked around. "Hey, I've got to get back to work, but come find me after the flight, alright? I'll find something for you, I promise!"

Candace nodded, and she walked away. She suffered a short while longer on David's cock while the plane landed, and as soon as the seat belt sign turned off, David grabbed her by the hips and lifted her off his dick. He plopped her into the window seat, stuffed his dick back inside his pants, then shuffled into the aisle. "'S'cuse me," he said, and walked briskly to the bathroom.

Candace sat there in a daze, wondering if maybe she would have to go to the bathroom to take care of the same kind of business. She curled up into a ball in her seat, relishing her solitude at last, but couldn't ignore the feeling of her warm, wet pussy. She resolved to looking out the window to the airport, planning her next move.

She waited until most people had gotten off the place before standing up and looking around. She'd have to find Jenny and get whatever clothes she had for her, then haul ass to baggage claim. Once she got her suitcase, she'd have access to regular clothes. She could get dressed and call a taxi, then be at her parents' house by dinner.

Finally, she seemed to be the last one on the plane. She looked around, searching for the flight attendant.