“Yes, were ok, just doing our makeup before the flight, I pant out. I don’t care if her doesn’t believe me. this doesn’t end here.

She is kissing me still and her fingers are still very much inside me moving slightly as my hand is still there.  “Ok then” the bar man says and I hear him leave.

“Fuck me”, I say to her. “I want to cum over your fingers, I want you to taste me after” “Fuck m-” I don’t get chance to finish my sentence before her fingers are pumping me again. “Faster, harder” I quietly say in her ear.

She kisses me, bits my bottom lip, she kisses me again all the time her fingers are pushing in and out of me, I’m so wet now I can hear my juices as she enters and exits me.

With three fingers inside me she does something that drives me insane, her fingers turn and push inside me and as they are inside they curl and turn again and again.

She whispers “Are you ready for me,”.

“Yes, yes yessss” is all I can muster.

The pumping continues her thumb hitting my sensitive clit as she enters in and out in and out.

“OMG”. I scream, as I do she covers my mouth, whispers “We can’t have everyone knowing what we are doing now can we” pumping, I can’t breathe I’m here but I not. “I cuming, faster, faster, argh more, faster, harder”, is my last scream into her hand as I release the build-up, twitching as I come down from my high. She still has her fingers inside me and turning continues.

I hold her hand there for a moment, I want her to have all I can give. with that she takes her fingers out and licks them like she has not had a drink for ever.  She then says, “Well looks like some needs to be cleaned up”

She bends down and licks me inside and out, the sensation running through me is un recognisable never have I felt so contacted to someone.  She licks every drop of me like she can’t waste my precious juices.

She comes back up to me and smiles, “You ok” she says.

“Better than ok” I sigh.

“Ok then we better get you sorted then”, she says.

“I thought you already did that” I say with a smile.

I get dressed, and we both leave the bathroom, I feel everyone looking at me and I blush, the barman winks at me, can my face get any redder.  We collect our items near the bar, I’m amazed they are still there. and we leave.

“We will be boarding soon”, she says, I can hear a little disappointment in her voice.

“Yes, soon” I reply.

We sit together, this connection that I feel for this woman is strange and new. A feeling that I never thought I would have again. But I knowing that in no time we will be on the plane in separate places, and never see each other again horrifies me. What is going on.

She looks at me and can see my mind is working overtime. “You sure you’re ok”, she asks. “you seem a bit distant, did I do something wrong, you were drunk weren’t you”.

She becomes flustered, “No, no, nothing you have done nothing wrong”. “in fact the opposite, I,” I stutter the words out. “I think you are wonderful, and just want to see you again”.

She smiles, but it soon ends “Well unless you fancy being a roadie then that’s not going to happen”, she says.

The Boarding sign flashes.

“Well that’s us”, she says.

We get up and head to the plane, I kiss her on the lips, this isn’t a peck on the cheek or a little kiss on the lips, if this is the last time we see each other then, I want her to remember me.

To be continued…………….