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“Should I spread my legs or cross them?” I asked. Dylan had told me that he’d read a few stories about some airline staff being very prudish about what the passengers wore. Black porn I didn’t count the number of photos that Dylan took, but it must have been in double figures, and I wondered if he was zooming in on my pussy on some of them. Dylan said that it would give us a little exercise but I just wanted to be seen and to look at all the cocks. I wondered if any of those people who looked at me realised that I was also watching them as they looked at my pussy. We found a fast food place for lunch and sat at a table outside. I kissed him again. The tingling in my nipples and clit got stronger and I wet Dylan’s fingers a bit more.
