Charlotte: Go west young vampire
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"Our next flight to L.A. leaves in 20 minutes, you should be arriving around half past five tomorrow. The plane is half full. Window or aisle?" | "Our next flight to L.A. leaves in 20 minutes, you should be arriving around half past five tomorrow. The plane is half full. Window or aisle?" | ||
| - | "Aisle, please". | + | "Aisle, please". |
| - | The flight attendant looks gorgeous, you wouldn't mind sinking a tooth or two in those beautiful breasts, but you don't | + | The flight attendant looks gorgeous, you wouldn't mind sinking a tooth or two in those beautiful breasts, but you don't want to miss the flight and West American Air is known for its nice on the eye crew members. You thank her when she handles you the ticket. |
| - | The security seems nervous, apparently, trouble has reached the arrival level. You smile, | + | The security seems nervous, apparently, trouble has reached the arrival level. You smile, mesmerize the security guard and pass without trouble. |
The passengers are already boarding when you reach the gate. A beautiful brunette takes your ticket and wishes you a great flight. Her name tag tells you her name: Olivia. | The passengers are already boarding when you reach the gate. A beautiful brunette takes your ticket and wishes you a great flight. Her name tag tells you her name: Olivia. | ||
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"Just to help the nerves" you tell him licking your lips. | "Just to help the nerves" you tell him licking your lips. | ||
| - | You can feel his dick through the fabric of his pants. | + | You can feel his dick through the fabric of his pants. His tension seems to have moved. You free his throbbing organ, bend forward and take the tip in your mouth. |
The pilot releases the breaks. The man is pinned to his seat by the acceleration. His hands are in your hair. | The pilot releases the breaks. The man is pinned to his seat by the acceleration. His hands are in your hair. | ||
| - | Your fangs breaks the skin the moment the wheels leave the | + | Your fangs breaks the skin the moment the wheels leave the ground. |
His thick blood fill your throat. You're about to join the mile high club... more than once. | His thick blood fill your throat. You're about to join the mile high club... more than once. | ||
Current revision as of 19:23, 23 March 2011
"Our next flight to L.A. leaves in 20 minutes, you should be arriving around half past five tomorrow. The plane is half full. Window or aisle?"
"Aisle, please".
The flight attendant looks gorgeous, you wouldn't mind sinking a tooth or two in those beautiful breasts, but you don't want to miss the flight and West American Air is known for its nice on the eye crew members. You thank her when she handles you the ticket.
The security seems nervous, apparently, trouble has reached the arrival level. You smile, mesmerize the security guard and pass without trouble.
The passengers are already boarding when you reach the gate. A beautiful brunette takes your ticket and wishes you a great flight. Her name tag tells you her name: Olivia.
The plane is actually far from half full. You count only two dozen passengers and five flight attendants, it's still going to be a nice orgy.
Three seats away from you is a middle aged business man seating, he seems nervous.
"Don't you like flying?" you ask him, smiling.
He smiles back at you
"Actually I hate it, I fly all the time for business reasons but I never got used to it"
Moving next to him you engage him in conversation.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking our flight tonight will be three hours long and due to some delay we should reach L.A. around 6h45, ... And if you need anything don't hesitate asking our crew. Have a nice flight on West American Air."
The plane's engines start roaring, you slip a hand over the businessman's fly.
"Just to help the nerves" you tell him licking your lips.
You can feel his dick through the fabric of his pants. His tension seems to have moved. You free his throbbing organ, bend forward and take the tip in your mouth.
The pilot releases the breaks. The man is pinned to his seat by the acceleration. His hands are in your hair.
Your fangs breaks the skin the moment the wheels leave the ground.
His thick blood fill your throat. You're about to join the mile high club... more than once.
"Coffee? Tea?"
"We'll have a drink later, don't worry for us".
The flight attendant moves on to next passengers. The businessman is finishing his transformation.
So who's next?
