I was headed to New York from Cuba to visit my brother Luis Castro. I boarded the plane and sat in a window seat next to a breath taking blonde in a red velvet dress. I formally introduced myself and she did the same. Her name is Malorie. She told me she was on vacation in Cuba and was heading home to New York to visit her grandfather who survived nine eleven. At the time I didnt know what nine eleven was. She explained to me for twenty minutes. Later when other passengers began to fall asleep I noticed her nipples were getting hard. She leaned over and gave me a gentle kiss on the cheek and said she wanted me. I quickly became eroused and got hard. As we kissed I slowly stroked her face. I put up the arm rest and she climbed on my lap. She removed her lace panties and rode my hard dick. As we kissed she bit my lower lip to refrain from screaming. I then pinched her nipples as she climbed off. She started sucking me off and I came in her mouth. We finished and waited the rest of the flight. When we started to exit the plan the flight attendent came over ans said “Welcome to the Mile high club.” I was slightly embarrassed knowing he saw the whole thing. Malorie and I left the plane and she gave me her number. We said goodbye and we parted. We are now married and we have a happy life together.
