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Flying to Las Vegas
Date: 6/14/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com
I called Giada asking her when she was going to Las Vegas again. She replied when she finished taping a show in Atlanta. I asked her join me on my private jet. Giada unfolded herself from the seat and sidled past my knees to the aisle. She hated commerical airline travel, because there is never enough room. As she made it into the aisle, Giada adjusted the skirt of the dress she is wearing. She always travels in skirts or dresses because jeans got so uncomfortable after a long time sitting. Giada made her way to the bathroom and set her palms on the sink, leaning in toward the mirror. She didn't need to use the facilities; she just needed a moment to stretch. She had her eyes shut and is rolling her head back and forth, trying to stretch out the kink that had formed there, when she hears the rattle of the latch. " Occupied," she calls, not opening her eyes. " Actually, it's not, but it's about to be," came a gravelly voice from behind her. " John!" Giada whirls around. " How did you get in here?" She recoils against the small shelf of the sink, trying to leave as much space as possible between them. " You didn't lock the door," I replied. " You've got to be more careful these days." I lean toward her. " What are you—" Giada, begins, but is cut off when my rough hands grip her shoulders spinning her around to face the mirror again. In one smooth move I gather both her wrists in one of my hands clamping my other hand over her mouth. I quickly tied her wrists together behind ...