1. Shemale Stewardess Seduction


    Date: 5/27/2017, Categories: Anal, First Time, Shemales, Author: freegre, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    could have sworn it was in my left jacket pocket, but it wasn't there. I called her up on my cell phone and she gave me the instructions. I didn't tell her about my bizarre, amazing entry into the "Mile High Club." Because I'd have to drive on tiny, winding dirt roads, I'd rented a 4 X 4, sports utility vehicle. I began to regret that decision as soon as the highway ended, because every bump (and there were about ten miles of nothing BUT bumps!) made my recently reamed rectum scream with renewed pain and soreness. I wasn't going to be in any shape to go hiking! It was dark when I finally saw the tiny cabin at the end of a long, lonely road surrounded by tall Douglas firs. There was a lake on the other side of the cabin, but I didn't see any signs that there were other cabins. Terry said the lights were on a timer switch, so I wasn't surprised to see lights coming from the windows. But I was surprised to find that the door was open! I hesitated. Was there a burglar in there, possibly armed? Should I drive the fifteen miles to the nearest town and call the cops (my cell phone wouldn't work this deep into the woods)? I fished around on my key ring and found that the key was missing! That was impossible! I'd only put it on this morning! I was beginning to feel a bit spooked, when I saw a figure limned in the doorway, and a flash of golden hair. "What took you so long?" Sherry teased. She was dressed in a tight, black lace catsuit, and she handed me a perfectly mixed martini, no ...
    olive, just like I liked them.[ILL. # 3-Insert of Sherry in door frame, dressed in lace catsuit, outline of her cock just visible beneath the material, holding out Martini, looking very "Lauren Bacall"-i.e., seductive, eyes flashing, ultra-sexy.] "How did you get here?" I gasped. It seemed impossible that she'd gotten to the secluded cabin before me. "I fly charter, remember?" she said. "I'm not just a stewardess. I've got a private jet license. There's a hanger just across the lake, and I rented a row boat. That one, down there." I saw the row boat tied to the small pier on the lake. "That still doesn't tell me how you knew I was coming here," I said, lugging my bags into the cabin. Sherry laughed and held up my map, the one that had gone missing from my pocket, and the key Terry had given me. I knew it was the same key because it had a blue key-guard around the top. "Guilty!" the statuesque strawberry blonde smiled. "I took them when you were—busy." "Why did you follow me?" I asked. "I mean—other than what happened on the plane, what's so interesting about me?" "I like you," she said in a tone of voice that made my toes tingle. Boy, was she sexy! Even her voice was a sex organ! As she posed languorously on the sofa bed I could see just the barest outline of her powerful prick in the black lace around her "bush". That made me hot, and I knew before the night was through, I'd have to taste its exotic musks again. "Why?" I continued, curious. A girl that good looking could have ...
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