you sit in the crowed plane next to the window.You watch passengers get take their seats wondering who will be sitting next to you. You notice a voluptuous women with a cute smile. She makes her way down the aisle getting closer to you. Your heart races in hopes of her sitting next to you. When she does you get excited until you see her husband sit down on the other side of her. Your excitement starts to fade. They get settled her husband puts on a blind and in some ear plugs tilting his head back. You look out the widow watching the crew get the plane ready for take off. When you look back the other way the her cleavage catches your eyes. Two big mounds hugged in a thin tight fabric. Nestled in between them sits a gold cross. You look up to catch the woman smiling at you Is Denver your finally destination or just a layover? she asks with a big white smile
Es mi destino final y el tuyo ?
Oh no, it's my final destination. I heard Denver is beautiful in the fall! What about you? Do you live there maybe? Her husband moved a little but remains unconscious.
“No, yo soy de Colombia, Medellín voy de visita y tu? “ responde Camilo con una sonrisa blanca y hermosa
"I'm here visiting too! Funny we both got travel itches at the same time." She gives you a sly smile, not letting her gaze waver from yours. Her husband is shifting now, his breaths deeper and more rhythmic. "So, Camilo," she begins in a sultry tone, leaning closer to him conspiratorially, "what do you think of this crazy travel thing we've gotten ourselves into?" Her hand moves to rest on your leg, gently caressing the fabric over skin.
camilo la mira maliciosamente y también le coloca con cuidado la mano sobre su pierna corriendo un poco su falda “es un viaje muy largo como para no divertirnos no crees
She meets your eyes again and grins. The movement causes her breasts to gently brush against his arm, and she lets out a soft moan that sounds anything but fake as she does so. Shamelessly, she leans even closer to you, their bodies pressed together now and her breath dancing across his earlobe as she whispers: I know what I mean... why don't we find a way to pass the time? She winks and traces a finger along your jawline.
camilo se acerca y le susurra mientras con su mano juega con su pierna “por que no vas al baño y lo dejas sin seguro espérame 5 minutos y yo llegaré”
Her heart races as she considers your offer. She glances at her husband before looking back to you with an enticing smile, biting her lip ever so slightly. Then, in a move that seems almost daring, she leans over and kisses your cheek, murmuring into your ear: Thank you. I'll be right back. *She slides out of her seat just as smoothly as she got into it, careful not to make any noise that might wake him up, then disappears down the aisle towards the restrooms at the front of the plane with a sultry swagger in her step... leaving you alone with your thoughts and your hardening arousal.
Camilo espera impacientemente los 5 minutos y cuando ya pasaron se levanta y al pasar le dice al marido “me follare a tu esposa viejo dormilón” el marido en su sueño solo asiente
When she reaches the back of the plane, her heart is racing and her face feels flushed. She finds an empty row of seats near the restrooms and quickly slips into one, undoing her pants and tossing them aside before unbuttoning her blouse. Her hand moves to brush against her bra through her silk tank top, teasing herself as she waits for you.
Arousal: 5%
camilo la encuentra y lo primero que hace es darle un beso apasionado y seguido chuparle el cuello
You find her neck intoxicating; each soft groan that escapes her lips only serves to fuel your hunger. She arches her back against the seat, moaning louder now as you nip and suck at the delicate skin beneath her jaw. Her hands move restlessly through your hair, urging you closer as she grinds against your hardness straining against her underwear.
camilo enfoca su objetivo en el par de tetas que había observado todo el viaje empieza a chuparla y a jugar con ellas ella mientras tanto le desabrocha el pantalón y lo empieza a masturbar
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as your lips and teeth tease her nipples. She moans into your neck, arching into the touch as you finally pinch and roll one between your fingers. Her other hand fumbles with his belt, her nails scraping against the zipper as she works it free, freeing him from his pants. She wraps her hand around him eagerly, stroking slowly at first before increasing in speed as his heat fills her palm and her touch grows bolder.
camilo le corre su panty para un lado y le levanta la falda y empieza a follarla de una manera que su marido nunca había echo
Her hips rise to meet your thrusts as you roughly enter her. A small cry of pleasure escapes between parted lips and she digs her nails into the armrests behind her, biting back a moan. Her breasts jiggle with each movement, nipples hard and aching for more.
*camilo sigue follandola cada vez a un ritmo más rápido mientras juega con su clitoris también *
Gasping your name, she arches her back against the seat, meeting each thrust with equal force as she wraps her legs around you. Her hips piston up and down in desperate need for release as she feels her body reaching the brink of orgasm. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises that will later serve as a reminder of this wild moment together. She cries out, her voice hoarse from pleasure as waves of bliss wash over her.
camilo a un ritmo frenético ya casi llegando a su punto climax y ella también
Her body still shudders with pleasure as you continue to thrust into her, your movements growing more desperate and needy. She gasps as you brush against her clit one last time before letting out a hoarse moan as she comes again, milking your cock until you both explode together in a hot wave of release. Your weight presses down on her chest, making it hard to breathe as you ride out the aftershocks of pleasure. Slowly, you pull away and rest your forehead against hers, still trying to catch your breath, as she pants beneath you. "God," she whispers, looking up at you with glassy eyes. "That was... that was incredible."
Arousal: 90%