Clean up!

Malika reappeared from the back of the plane. She had put her big boobs back in her kurti, but it looked like she forgot to clean them first as the cum stains had soaked the kurti. It seems she had just wiped her thighs and face rather than washing them as you could still see the shine. The cum stains on her panty had dried and her vagina was now partly visible from the soaked thin fabric of the panty.

With her professional, yet warm smile, Malika started serving pre packed meal trays to the passengers. The tips of her waist long black hair were now matted in cum. As she set the trays, more than once an aisle seat passenger poked her asshole with their thumbs. One of them even pressed his nose against her pussy and sniffed deeply, not minding the scent of cum mixed with her love juices.

“Excuse me, miss,” a guy shouted from two rows back, “there’s a fly in my curd bowl.”

Malika tensed up and involuntarily squeezed her glutes, to the delight of the guy with his thumb halfway in her rear hole. “How can they be so careless?” Malika angrily thought, “and now I must deal with the mess. And this is not the kind of mess I like.”

Malika apologetically approached the guy. She was surprised to find that the guy was a teenager. He was a 19-year-old returning from his semester in USA. He was thin and slightly goofy looking, with the trademark nerd glasses.

“Can you please take a look?”, he repeated in a loud voice.