<div class="floatleft">(http://i575.photobucket.com/albums/ss199/dayoldhate20/icons/DD066.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Angel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the jet.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Andrew<br/><hr/><br/>She smiled as he leaned his chair back too, and then rubbed the growing bulge more firmly. She had never been this forward, but being with Tony and James...and Annette...in the lounge had made her a bit more relaxed. Besides, Andrew acted like he wanted her...and she certainly wanted him. Plus, she could hear other couples going at it as well. All the encouragement she needed.<br/><br/>She kept kissing him, but when he unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, she shimmied them down to her knees, leaving only her thin cotton panties. They were soaked, and as he unbuttoned her shirt, she moaned and arched into his hands. When his fingers brushed over her slit, she kicked off her shoes and pushed her jeans down to her ankles and off. Spreading her legs a bit, she gasped and bucked against him.<br/><br/>"Ooh..."<br/><br/>Her hand undid his fly and reached in to find his hard cock...grasping it and pumping the member slowly as she leaned her head back to welcome his mouth.