Unknown - Noreen first time

And flicked her fingers across Jacquette's cunt as she stroked with leather dick. Chiquita pinched Jacquette by the tits.

Seized her suddenly.

Lifted her off the dildo tip.

"Now get her in the ass," Jacoby snorted. "That should be extra-special."

Jacquette relaxed onto the head of the hard leather rig. Chiquita gave her ass a frig. Drilled into the antsy pucker.

"Ow!"

"Just break her ass in a little," Jacoby said. "I can see going easy on her-for now."

The head nudged into the humming hung. Asshole bit deeper, pulling it in.

But her butt wouldn't budge. The cock was fit tightly, held immobile.

"Okay. You can take it out, Chiquita. I'll see to that a bit later myself."

Jacquette pumped her hips in pain. Demanding more cock in her ass. Wanting to reach out with her anus and take it in again and again.

But then the heat was gone.

The cock danced out.

Chiquita lanced once more into Jacquette's cunt. Then undid the latch holding the artificial cockand-balls rig.

She then took hold of Jacquette's hair. Wiped off her cuntscum-caked paws in Jacquette's sweat drenched tresses.

"You suck now?"

"Yes. I want to. I want to suck pussy. I want to suck cock."

"Pussy first."

Chiquita pressed down on Jacquette's shoulders.

Brought her own hips up to meet Jacquette's lips. Loaded her labia in.

Drooling her cuntjuice over Jacquette's chin. Rocking her hips.

Jacquette's moving mouth took in the folds of Chiquita's snatch. The tongue lashed deep within the prize put a pussy.

Jacoby jerked his wanger. Stabbed into his own balls with two stiff fingers.

Advanced into the fray.

Slickened snatch soaked through Noreen's cabbage patch. The wet goo matted the hairs of her thatch.

She'd been all horns before, but catching Slash right in the act turned her on more.

"I-uh-I think this bathroom's still occupied at the moment," Slash stammered. "There's a little overcrowding of the onboard facilities, Noreen."

He hoped he wouldn't have to provide more explanation. Anything else would prove too ludicrous to choke out with a straight face.

Slash closed the door to the airplane's restroom behind him. How long had Noreen been out here?

Waiting?

Listening?

Had she been watching-trying to watch-through the seams of the door?

And did it all matter anyway?

"You wouldn't believe what I had to go through to get these drinks," Slash said to her.

"Sure I would. Why not go back in? I'll come in with you. I'd like to watch."

"Watch me take a piss?" he grinned insouciantly.

"Sure. If it's down the throat of that hot bitch you've got in there."

"You don't understand."

"Oh don't I?"

"We had to go in there-the flight attendant and I-into the bathroom."

"I can understand that."

"So I could slip her-uh-uh-slip her the dough. For the drinks. Cause strictly speaking we were over the limit-didn't want anyone to see-"

"Good story, Slash. You know-you must-you're so charming I think I'll let you get away with that one. But remember you owe me."

Slash shut up. Let her think what she wanted-if she wanted to think that way. Which would be the worst. Which, in this case, was correct.

"Listen, Slash. If you'd have let me watch you take a piss, I would have held it for you."

Seemed that Noreen was a savvy little piece of tail. Might come in handy to have her around after they touched down.

Slash took a gander back toward the bathroom. The door was angled open and Desiree was nowhere in sight.

"Fucking movie's starting," Noreen sneered as the lights in the cabin went down.

"Good. I like to ignore things like that. Think I can manage?"

Noreen turned.

Blew into his face.

"It'll be dark, at least," Noreen sighed. "Maybe we can catch a few Zs."

As he and Noreen slid into their seats, Slash jerked out several small bottles of vodka, gin, and tequila. He snapped off the bottlecaps.

Slopped the alcohol into their two plastic glasses, on top of soft, melting ice cubes.

Noreen wrapped herself in the small riding blanket. Huddled next to the window.

"Here."

"What is it?"

"Vodka, I think."

"Who gives a shit."

Noreen drained the glass. Held it out toward Slash. He dumped the contents of another small bottle in.

"Gin this time."

Noreen nodded, sipped. She slid a cigarette from her case and lit it up.

Slash saw Noreen slide her feet out from under the blanket. Wiggled the tips of her toes.

"Take them off," Noreen said.

Slash reached over and took hold of the toes to her thin-soled slippers.

He folded them off her feet. Dropped them to the floor beside the seat.

"Now how about a kiss," Noreen said.

She showed her teeth.

He leaned into her.

Mouths met.

He wrapped his arm around her neck. Licked downward. Her back pressed forward. Driving her tits into his chest.

He felt the breastmeat seethe as she suspirated. Her teeth grated.

"I want you to touch me."

He covered her mouth with his face. Ran his hands along the outside of her body.

"Touch me now. There."

She clutched her bosom.

Released the boobs.

Allowed them to bounce.

"Go ahead, Slash. I want you to touch my breasts. Feel me up."

He worked his palms between their joined bodies. Nudged them over her nipples.

"Mmnimm."

Throbbed them with his thumb.

"Oooooh, gawd. I want to really feel it. Harder. Get them harder."

Slash wrenched his hand into a fist. He took hold of mounds of titmeat.

Pressed.

Pushed.

Yanked tit.

Noreen slid her face away from his. Edged away out of his embrace.

Slash saw her hands work about her torso beneath the blanket.

The leer waxed across her lips.

"You gonna take your top off?" he said.

"Did."

Noreen flipped her crumpled jersey to the seat in front of his face.

"Come on, Slash."

They rejoined their embrace.

Through the blanket, Slash felt the tits on her chest move lively. The nipples bounced and bobbled from finger to finger.

He palmed one bud.

Allowed one paw to linger.

The nippletip screwed itself tighter.

Pulled itself inward.

Pointed out.

Picked at his palm.

"Mmm. I want it naked."

Slash obligingly slipped his hands beneath the blanket. Noreen shuddered as he drew his cool fingers up her ribcage.

His fingers found her feel goods. He crept up the. mountain of titmeat.

The breastbud nips gave him the slip.

Tight niptips darted from his grasp as he tried to trap them.

Noreen's mouth opened and she strung her teeth along his earlobe.

Her tongue lolled forth and reached inside. Running around the furrow of his-ear.

"Nnnnngh."

His hands played with her titties. Stretching them out by their ends.

And then turning them like knobs. Kneading them like bread dough.

Slash cranked his head about to check if anyone nearby was watching. He then ducked his head underneath the blanket.

Brought his yap down on her pap.

The nipple speared into his lips.

She winced as he torqued it about, holding it between teeth and tongue.

"Chew me."

Noreen squirmed as the nipples were pulled out one by one.

First by the man's maw.

Then by his paw.

Then again with his jaw.

Sucking tit into his craw.

Fresh boobflesh acrawl with claws.

He lanced into her nipples with his fingernails. Pinched them up.

"Ni-ni-ni-ni-ni!"

Puckered his yip over the tips of the tit.

Herky-jerked his head.

Nearly yanked the tits from her ribcage.

His hands played lower on her torso.

Fingertips fondled her navel. Caressed the edges of her hips.