THE PLEASURE TRADER

ushering the passengers out of the plane, just as she had ushered the stress out of him. She ga

h Stacie. If there ever was such a thing as a perfect fling, this had t

had announced her name like every flight attendant is suppos

ig brown eyes. Eve looked to him like a fountain of chocolate he would more than happily dip his tongue into. Her pouty red lips, contr

ne's restrooms. Himer was so eager that he had been attentively waiting for her shot, which had hit the bull's eye. He was hard before he stood from his seat, and some

us job to find footholds in his pitch black hair as he drowned her in pleasure. She couldn't suppress the impressed giggle

ld on to his hair with one hand, then unfastened his belt and

and sucking them like they contained an exquisite nectar. She moaned and giggled in delight, which made The Voice roar in anticipation for more intimacy. Himer pulled her skirt over her full h

her like he was sucking the life out of her

t couldn't be human. It was Himeros talking, from deep within Himer's soul, and his voice

umed charge like nothing had happened, slipping two fingers into Eve. S

n, and she smiled up at him in approval. She kissed and bit the s

in her bare chest and hips. She was a work of art. Her tense and pink nipples stood out on her full breasts, almos

nded too, and Himer

ink that way. He pushed her legs apart like a pair of swinging doo

ect and enticing, exciting them both to crave more after every hump. His eyes were locked in her

er tender breasts in circles, nonstop to keep her moaning. He had a hand on her butt and one rubbing her clit, and her pleasure was reaching heights that she couldn't handle. Himer used a kiss to unfast

r approaching orgasm, but it didn't help. Himer played even more with her nipples

her last scream of satisfaction, which prompted Himer's release too. He came in her, and they stayed in each other's arms like that for a while. Eve finally let his neck go, and kissed h

knew that, like many other fond sex memories, this one would one day be forgotten in favor of another,

d on the plane was Chicago. Every nerve on his body was relaxed from the sex,