1. Babying Heather


    Date: 12/21/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Cheating, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Female, massage, Masturbation, Pregnant, Author: Shyboy5150, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    and left Heather’s name off. “Jack, I noticed that you left my name off the list for this year. I thought you said I was your best buyer. I don’t understand. It’s not because I’m pregnant is it?” asked Heather. “I just assumed that it would be too much for you with all that walking. You’ll be back on the list next year for sure.” I answered. “No fucking way! I can do this Jack. I really want to go. I’ll just skip the late night bars but you need your best person there. You have to let me go.” Heather was pretty determined to get her way. “Alright then. I was just looking out for you but if say you can do it then you can go.” I’m not gonna lie, this was very pleasing to me. Heather and I were booked on the same flight to Atlanta on purpose as I wanted to at least help her with her bags and to get her from the airport to the hotel. I had her carry-on bag and mine in tow as me boarded the plane with Heather walking in front of me. We both had isle seats across from each other and she sat down in her seat as I lifted her carry-on to the overhead bin above her. Heather was wearing a loose fitting yellow flower dress and when I looked down from my perched position I could see most of her tits hanging out from the straps. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her tits looked very full and hard. She must have gone up at least three sizes since becoming pregnant which made them extra-large as she was already blessed in that area to start with. I thought of those tits the whole flight and it ...
    was becoming increasingly uncomfortable sitting in that seat thinking of Heather’s swollen tits. After two hours of this I couldn’t take it anymore so I got up to go to the bathroom to relieve the pressure mounting in my balls. When I stood up Heather looked over at me and her eyes went wide when she could tell that I had a raging stiffy poking through my jeans. I quickly pulled my tucked in shirt out to try a cover it up as I walked to the airplane toilet. As I opened the door, I looked back and Heather was watching me with a curious look on her face. I shut the door and immediately pulled my pants down and gripped my eight inch cock in my hand. The flight was a little bumpy so I had one hand up against the mirror with my other hand beginning to beat my cock at a furious rate. Looking in the mirror I imagined that Heather was in here with me. I pictured her sitting on the toilet, legs wide open with me standing in front of her while I beat my shaft with my fist. The thought of cumming on her was all I needed to explode streams of cum into the sink in front of me. I watched myself in the mirror as hot semen poured out of my dick. This was going to be a good week. Once my cock had shrunk down to its normal size, I left the bathroom and made my way back to my seat. I could feel Heather’s eyes on me as I sat down and I popped my headphones in my ears and turned on the TV. She stared at me for a good couple of minutes before returning her attention to her own TV. If I had made eye ...
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