Other than that, there are just a bunch of sucking noises and the delightful smell of sex in the air. The Airport
by Zane
From The Sex Chronicles: Shattering the Myth
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You meet me at the airport right on time after my return flight from Jamaica. Indian sex I look into your eyes and see the same sparkle that is in my own as you put your arms around me. As soon as I do, she cups one of my breasts in her hand and begins suckling on my nipple. Your dick is throbbing and veins are popping out of it everywhere. My pussy is so wet. While I know that you are waiting patiently for me to come back out to the gate, I begin to wonder how far she is going to take this.
