Kyle's smoldering bedroom eyes became darker at that promise and he hissed inwardly as she cupped his balls and raging hard-on.
In one swift move, he claimed her lips, plunging his tongue deep inside and wreaking havoc while his hands fondled her breast and pinching her nipples. As she moaned deep in her throat, Kyle released her lips and said, "Prelude to Mile-High Club."
He quickly walked away, expertly avoiding her hands that were ready to crush his family jewels for teasing her so.
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By the time they were sitting in first class, Kyle was reading to grab onto Sayuri, push her onto the back of the airplane seat and thurst into her, not caring about any sort of audience.
All the way to the airport, through the immigration counter and in the airport lounge, she had been teasing him endlessly. She wore a push-up bra, a low-cut V blouse, and a short skirt that blew against the wind.
