Now Boarding Flight Number Kayla Cumsalot Phonesex Part Four

Kayla Goes on Vacation …

He broke the kiss to look down at where his hands attempted to lift my shirt. I released his cock to allow him to push my shirt up over my head. I wore it like the men in porn, just against my neck which exposed my belly and tits. I always travel comfortably which meant no bra.

“Damn, Kayla.” He breathed as he looked at my body. His thumb swept across my playboy tattoo. “Do you model?” I thought of my job and shrugged.

“Kind of.” I didn’t want to talk or answer questions. I didn’t want to get to know him or know about him. I simply wanted him to fuck me stupid so I could sleep on the plane. When it finally got here that is. I reached for the back of his neck and pulled his mouth back to mine. This time I took over the kiss and played with his mouth gently. Softly and teasingly. My tongue swiping across his lower lip and then brushing along the roof of his mouth to dart back into my mouth before he could suck on it.

Kendal groped at my titties while I broke the kiss once more to spit in the palm of my hand then I dived my hand back into his shorts. My slippery hand now stroking him urgently. “Fuck me.” I panted.

“Yes, Ma’am.” He responded militantly. He unbuttoned and shoved down my daisy dukes while I pushed at his shorts as well. Soon both of us had our drawers around out ankles and he spun me around quickly. Pushing me over the sink to fondle my ass cheeks. “Fuck.” He mumbled more to himself than to me. I shifted my feet apart, preparing for the balance needed to press back against his coming thrusts.

That heavy dick I’d been stroking did not disappoint. He brushed the soft head between my lower lips then angled it to slip effortlessly into my hungry little pussy. “Tight.” He gritted through his teeth. “So fucking tight.”

I moaned and pressed back against him. “Deeper,” I begged. He obliged. He threw his cock into my pussy with a force that rammed my hips against the sink. I prayed for bruises. I wanted love marks to remember Mr. Blues eyes by.

Faster and harder he humped into me. It was glorious how much energy he had. He knew just how to angel his cock head as if we’d fucked a hundred times before. His big hand pressed on my neck and shoved my face into the cold sink. I could still feel the water leftover from the last person to wash their hands.

It was filthy and I fucking loved it. I began to moan louder and louder, wanting to show him my appreciation. That hand on the back of my neck slid round and Kendal pressed his knowing fingers into my windpipe. Just enough to cut off the sounds I was making but not enough to scare me. This man was perfect. My pussy pulsed with the promise of coming pain. He must have sensed it, felt it in the way my body sucked on his because he allowed his fingers to close tighter around my throat.
Such a delicate place to squeeze a stranger but he did it perfectly. He gave me the tingling high like no other. He sent me into a blissful place where my head spun as it searched for oxygen I couldn’t pull in. Here in the foggy haze of sexual pleasure, each touch felt stronger, each stroke more magical. Kendal rubbed with his thumb and black spots danced in my vision.

Continued…

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