On plane

Without breaking eye contact with Lana, Claire leans forward and presses a slow, deliberate kiss to the inside of Lana’s thigh, just above the knee. Lana gasps, her hips twitching involuntarily. Claire’s hands slide upward, pushing Lana’s skirt higher, exposing the damp cotton of her panties. She traces a finger along the soaked fabric, then looks up at you with a wicked glint.

“She’s already so wet, sir,” Claire says, voice dripping with approval. “I think she’s going to love the flight.”

You settle into the seat across from them, cock already straining against your pants. Emma and Riley have stripped Lana’s blouse completely off now, leaving her in nothing but her skirt and panties, breasts heaving with every breath. Claire hooks her fingers under the waistband of Lana’s panties and slowly peels them down, exposing her glistening pussy.

Claire leans in and drags her tongue in one long, slow lick from Lana’s entrance to her clit. Lana cries out, hands flying to Claire’s hair, but Emma catches her wrists and pins them above her head. “Shh, let Claire work,” Emma whispers. “She’s very good at this.”

Claire hums against Lana’s folds, the vibration making Lana buck. She works her tongue in slow, deliberate circles, savoring every taste, then slips two fingers inside, curling them expertly. Lana’s back arches, a broken moan tearing from her throat.

You watch the scene unfold, stroking yourself through your pants, already hard again. Riley slides off the couch and kneels beside Claire, kissing the older woman’s neck while her hand reaches between Lana’s thighs to join Claire’s fingers. Together they stretch Lana open, fucking her slowly, deeply, until Lana’s cries turn into **** pleas.

Claire pulls back just long enough to look at you, lips shiny with Lana’s arousal. “Shall I prepare the cabin for takeoff, sir?” she asks, voice husky. “Or would you like me to stay right here and make sure she comes again before we leave the ground?”

You smile, unbuckling your belt. “Stay right there,” you say. “We’ve got plenty of time. And I want to watch you make her scream before we even taxi.”

Claire’s eyes darken with lust. She dives back between Lana’s thighs, tongue and fingers working in perfect rhythm, while Emma and Riley hold Lana down, whispering filthy encouragements in her ear. The cabin fills with the wet sounds of pleasure, Lana’s moans, and the low hum of the engines spooling up.

You lean back, cock in hand, and settle in for the show. The flight to Cancún is going to be unforgettable.