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Chapter 17

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Erica awakens in the middle of the night, and needs to pee

When I woke up it was totally dark, the cabin lights having shut off to let the passengers sleep peacefully. Looking around I saw that, as far as I could tell, everyone around me was out like a light. Everyone except for-

“Well look whose up kiddo,” Rob said. Hearing his voice reminded me of what I’d done before I went to sleep, and I felt my face heat up in a blush. I was glad the lights were out so that he couldn’t see.

“How long have you been up?” I asked him.

“Never went to sleep. I figured I needed to stay awake in case you needed anything,” he replied. I couldn’t help but find that sweet.

“Thanks,” I said. It was then that I felt a pressure in my bladder. “Actually, if you don’t mind, I kinda gotta... Go.”

He let out a quiet sigh, before slowly unbuckling himself.

“What are yo- AH,” I gasped, as Rob slowly raises up, leaving me hanging by the rough straps that pinned me to him. “Rob, y-you don’t need to carry me, just untie the straps so I can go.”

“And let my naked little sister run around unsupervised? Not a chance.” He chuckled, before raising his arms to my legs. At first he just used them to raise me up so that I wasn’t so uncomfortable. But as he walked I realized that he had other intentions.

“Rob, if you hold my legs like that I’m-”

“Completely exposed, I know,” he said, indicating he was aware of what was happening. He pulled my legs up wide, leaving my womanhood totally open to the air. If anyone were to wake up, they’d be able to see all the way into me. He walked slowly and quietly with me, my labia bouncing with each step. “Are you imagining the plane catching you like this?”

As always, it was obvious how aroused I was getting. Rob couldn’t even see my front, but I knew my breathing was heavy. And how couldn’t it be? I’d brought myself right on the edge of a climax, and been denied. Ever since I’d tripped into Rob’s arms back at the airport, I’d been dripping, with no chance to finish myself off. If my arms weren’t restrained I’d have fingered myself a long time ago.

After what felt like forever, we finally made it to the bathroom. I was expecting Rob to release me, but instead he just opened the doors and carried me inside.

“Sorry Erica, but I gotta make sure you don’t get carried away with yourself.”

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