Head In The Clouds!
The toilets are occupied...and so is my mouth!
I saw him across the departure lounge. He was staring at his phone, texting. The idea that we'd be on the same plane home had never occurred to me - I'd just assumed we'd never see each other again. Handsome Henri, who had ground against my ass in the club, his hands on my twisting hips. I'd felt his penis grow hard through his jeans then, as the dance track ended, I'd turned around and kissed him. Henri was so hot - musc...