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My wife grew up a cradle catholic. As you can imagine, there is a tremendous amount of guilt around sex, especially anything out of what is considered “normal”. Over the first couple of years, through many attempts, experimenting and trust gained, my wife has gotten more adventurous. At this point, we were in our late twenties and married for a few years. No children. My wife is brunette with brown eyes and just past should length hair. About 5’6” 125lbs. She has a beautiful athletic body from growing up playing sports and being a competitive high school cheerleader. She was also on the dance team in college. Her tits are 36D and fabulous. I loved her cheerleading built ass. I am 5’11” and 170lbs with sandy brown hair and blue eyes. I stay fit by running, lifting weights and hiking/snowshoeing. My wife and I had just been at home in the Midwest visiting our relatives and were on our way back to eryaman escort New England. We always have a hard time keeping our hands off each other. However, being back in the “cradle catholic” environment, we had to watch ourselves more closely as it brought out her guilt feelings. That being said…we found a few opportunities to “be naughty”, as she described it. Of course, I was the naughty one…she was just the good little catholic girl.The minute we got back on the airplane on the first leg of our trip, I was horny as all get out. To compound my horniness, my wife was wearing a yellow flower-print sundress which really accentuated her nice tits. I could see her nipple staring at me which left me in a constant semi-erect posture. All I could think about was bending her over in that sundress, ripping her panties down and fucking her. Sundresses sincan escort were always easy access and immediately take my mind to the “naughty place”.During the first longer flight, I began teasing her by running my hand up her leg to the outline of her panties. She kept grabbing my hand and saying, “Honey…you have to stop and wait until we get home.” I was in no state to wait that long and needed relief. I wanted her so bad. That sundress drove me wild…I love sundress season!We managed to make it to Philadelphia. Our second plane was on time. This flight was always variable as it was a smaller plane going to a smaller airport. We had booked the flight late so ended up with the seats in the back of the plane. We got on the plane and got to our seats. They were very untraditional…like the seats in the back of the bus. Nothing behind etlik escort us but the wing of the plane. We were in a row of four seats right next to one another with no one around us and no seats in front of us. We had a view of the whole plane. The plane was only three-quarters full but these were the only two seats together. Everyone was in front of us. Before we took off, I realized, no one could see us… we could only see them. We took off uneventfully. A few minutes into the flight, some turbulence popped up. The flight attendant announced that she would not be serving drinks due to turbulence. This flight was late at night so she stayed in front and turned the lights down.Maintaining my semi-erect posture…I renewed my energy to tease my wife… now no one could see. As a twenty-something-year-old, I was horny and relentless. The key to getting what I wanted was to make her so horny that she could not resist the urge to fuck me… I reached my right hand across and began to tease her left nipple. I did not need much encouragement to become fully erect. I was wearing loose shorts so my hard seven-inch cock was quite obvious. I felt pretty comfortable that I could accomplish my mission in the dark with no one moving about…
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