On Tour with Mrs Dolly Part
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Yes although Anne-Marie is from a posh family and she speaks all posh, she is really thick. She had well and truly failed the exam for the Air Hostess job, but her sexiness had won the day and the old, bald, pervy interviewer had offered her the job?(previous story).
I did not know who Anne-Marie's new boyfriend was, since unlike little Sue who baby sat for us, she had never had him come round to our house. OK, Mick had seen her with the huge negro, King Impala, who all the young white girls were in love with, because of his massive ebony shaft! Anne-Marie though had confided in me that she had a regular negro boy, who was also regularly servicing her needs.
Anne-Marie told me that the job was easy to do and wondered why the girls had to the silly exam in the 1st place? She did her training, both on the ground and in the air, then came the day of her 1st flight. The airline only did Irish flights, so mostly the passengers were on business, but sometimes on stag do's to Dublin, this crowd were usually horny males in the 20's to 30's. They were always cheeky to the hostesses and wanted to touch them etc. Anne-Marie said she got lots of attention and was groped all the time, usually when she was pushing the drinks trolley and bending over to serve passengers! She always wore stockings, even though her uniform offered green tights, she managed to buy light green stockings. Her uniform consisted of a light green mid-length dress, a white shirt, green blazer, with gold edging, her blonde hair tied in a top knot, and black stilettos. She had taken the dress up to mini length and found that she was selling more drinks and gifts in the sir than the other girls! She won the daily prize for sales easily every day too.
She allowed men to grope her bum and legs when she was bending over, as she knew they would ask her for more drinks. Lots asked if it could go further and meet her in the toilet? She refused this as girls had been sacked before, giving men sexual services in the loos in the air!
One flight was exceptional though! The flight was mid-air to Dublin from the UK, when she was serving a tall, hunky black lad from Birmingham, he smiled at her though his stylish shades and asked her for a red wine. She was enchanted by his huge row of immaculate white teeth as he smiled at her, he smile was suggestive too! She had undone one more button on her shirt, to reveal her lily white cleavage and black bra to him. She had just been serving passengers opposite his seat and bending lots for him to see her stocking tops. As she spoke to him, he sitting in the window seat and alone in a fairly empty flight, she could not help but notice how one of the trouser legs was bulging more than the other? She told me he had a huge hard object almost to his knee, sitting on his muscly leg? Mmm, she thought, he must have cleared security? What could this be? She began to pour the red wine and placed the glass on a serving tray. At that moment the aircraft jolted as it hit some turbulence! The wine glass tipped and the red wine spilled onto the black boy's legs, mostly on the side she had been hypnotised by! He jolted with surprise as it splashed all over his legs and seat!
'Oh, I am so sorry, Sir, she exclaimed. 'I need to help you to clean that up. Sir.'
'Lady, your right, what a fine mess you made of me,' he uttered in a deep low voice.'How you gonna do just that?'
'Well I think we need lots of water, more than a wipe, it will be best if you come with me to the rear of the aircraft, to the galley area please' she ordered him, in her sexy posh voice.
He raised himself from the seat, he just seemed to keep rising forever, as he was very tall indeed! He towered over the small petite Anne-Marie and followed her to the rear of the jet.
Once there, she pulled on the service curtain and checked that her colleagues were busy elsewhere, which they were as it was lunch time.
'Now then Sir, let me see how we can do this, it is mostly on the right leg of you jeans I see. I will wet this towel 1st, then go like this,' she said.
She told me that she dabbed the stain 1st and most of the red stain was coming off. She also stroked up and down the worst side of his stained jeans and could feel something extremely hard underneath the material? Her passenger moaned every time she did this, but not when she cleaned the other side?
She was on her knees now, wetting and stroking with the towel. She too said she was excited as she realised that this big fit black man was not concealing a smuggled weapon, but yes, this was his huge fat dick she was stroking, only just under this thin stained material!
She moved the towel away and the wetness of the jeans showed the shape of his huge hard phallus! It hung down to his knee and thickened at the end. She looked up at him with her blonde head and blue eyes. He stared back to her, then held her head in his huge hands, his fingers under her chin, then one from each hand opening her mouth! She somehow got this non-verbal signal from him and undid his belt and zipper. She eagerly, but with some difficulty pulled his jeans to his knees. The huge wet dick swung out, hitting her hard under her chin. It was like a well coiled spring, bursting out into the cabin air! He forced her mouth wider, with his big fingers and rammed the meaty bell end into her little mouth, which was now stretching so tight her lips were almost vanished, just a thin red ring of lippy around the black mans eager dick!
She told me, from where she was she could see down the aisle and so far anyway the others were still busy at work serving. The tall black man though was serving himself to her wet mouth and trying for her throat. One the fat bell end had given up fighting her tight lipped entrance, the rest of the thick shaft was going in just fine. He moaned and watched her face as she struggled with this surprise of the day. She took hold of his wide shaft to steady herself as she was wobbling about on her tip toes and could feel her shoes sliding off her stocking feet. He was now hold the back of her head and thrusting into her face, like she was some kind of new wanking device! She said that she had swallowed her boyfriends eager black dick lots, but this man was lots thicker than him, so she had to gag and open her throat very wide as he was bashing her tonsils and wanting deeper! His big ball sack swung about back and forth and she grabbed it with her other hand and held onto a big fat ball inside. She squeezed it hard and it slipped about as she did. This aroused her passenger, so much he spat out a line of nigga spunk, which plugged he white throat and made he cough loud! The noise of the jet though drowned out the sound of her pathetic sounds. He was now grinding away into her , smiling down on her turning her head about to screw her mouth and throat about his sensitive bell end.
He pushed her head side ways and poked the bell end hard into her cheeks, making them bulge as the fat bell end shoved out her fleshy cheek. He put her hand on this and she rubbed him, thought he flesh. This made him fire more heavy spunk into her, so mush the pressure of it made some spurt out of her mouth and onto her chin. It was clear she said he wanted to drain the rest now, so he centered her head, drew it down slightly and sank all the way down. Her throat filling with negro and making it hard to gash air to breath! His ball sac slapped under her spunky chin, splashing his white seed over her green blazer and cleavage now. Then he moaned and holding her blonde head, her top knot squeezed with his thumbs, he fired for Africa.
'OHHHHH...SHEEEEET...YEAAAAAH...BAAAAAAAH....SHEEEET..FUUUUURK.....DOORRRRRRL...TAKE IT...DEEEEP.', HE YELLED OUT!
Anne-Marie was fighting for air. She was being filled good and proper, taking her calorie intake well above the normal. One shot after another spat down her narrow throat, filling her tummy. Only way she could get air she told me was to wait until he was not pulling her head so tight onto him, then open her mouth as wide as she could and gasp in! Each time the spunk gurgled in her throat. She was though very happy. She loved the taste and feel of negro spunk. He finished his eager business in her and pulled the ebony fat shaft out a little. He looked down to admire his handy work in her face. Her little nose was being stretched, like a little white button with 2 tiny nostrils sitting on top of this big, fat greasy veined love pole. Most of his filth had been fired under high pressure down into her tummy, some though from earlier was dripping from her mouth as he pulled himself slowly out of her face.
She felt her throat ease as the bell end sucked it's way back out. The her face swole as the bell end made it back into her mouth, filling it. With a big pull and pop, the 14" Afro fuck pole emerged, happier than when it entered Anne-Marie.
She held it in it's semi, she squeezed the last contents from the open red slit of his spunky bell end. Her lover lifted it high and slapped it down over her face. It rolled over onto the top of her head and she kissed his ball sack. Before her stud could put away his big poker, she took a pen and wrote her mobile number on his shaft. He watched her and gave her the thumbs up.
He drew up his pants, still wet, but cleaner. She stood,adjusted herself. Put new lippy on in the mirror. Wiped her spunk splashed face and tried to wipe the stained green blazer. He gave her a lovely kiss, reaching down and tasted his seed on her lips, then went back to the seat as if nothing had happened! Anne-Marie swigged down some water to clear her spunk lunch and belched a huge spunk smelling birp! She was happy though and thought I love my job now.
I did not know who Anne-Marie's new boyfriend was, since unlike little Sue who baby sat for us, she had never had him come round to our house. OK, Mick had seen her with the huge negro, King Impala, who all the young white girls were in love with, because of his massive ebony shaft! Anne-Marie though had confided in me that she had a regular negro boy, who was also regularly servicing her needs.
Anne-Marie told me that the job was easy to do and wondered why the girls had to the silly exam in the 1st place? She did her training, both on the ground and in the air, then came the day of her 1st flight. The airline only did Irish flights, so mostly the passengers were on business, but sometimes on stag do's to Dublin, this crowd were usually horny males in the 20's to 30's. They were always cheeky to the hostesses and wanted to touch them etc. Anne-Marie said she got lots of attention and was groped all the time, usually when she was pushing the drinks trolley and bending over to serve passengers! She always wore stockings, even though her uniform offered green tights, she managed to buy light green stockings. Her uniform consisted of a light green mid-length dress, a white shirt, green blazer, with gold edging, her blonde hair tied in a top knot, and black stilettos. She had taken the dress up to mini length and found that she was selling more drinks and gifts in the sir than the other girls! She won the daily prize for sales easily every day too.
She allowed men to grope her bum and legs when she was bending over, as she knew they would ask her for more drinks. Lots asked if it could go further and meet her in the toilet? She refused this as girls had been sacked before, giving men sexual services in the loos in the air!
One flight was exceptional though! The flight was mid-air to Dublin from the UK, when she was serving a tall, hunky black lad from Birmingham, he smiled at her though his stylish shades and asked her for a red wine. She was enchanted by his huge row of immaculate white teeth as he smiled at her, he smile was suggestive too! She had undone one more button on her shirt, to reveal her lily white cleavage and black bra to him. She had just been serving passengers opposite his seat and bending lots for him to see her stocking tops. As she spoke to him, he sitting in the window seat and alone in a fairly empty flight, she could not help but notice how one of the trouser legs was bulging more than the other? She told me he had a huge hard object almost to his knee, sitting on his muscly leg? Mmm, she thought, he must have cleared security? What could this be? She began to pour the red wine and placed the glass on a serving tray. At that moment the aircraft jolted as it hit some turbulence! The wine glass tipped and the red wine spilled onto the black boy's legs, mostly on the side she had been hypnotised by! He jolted with surprise as it splashed all over his legs and seat!
'Oh, I am so sorry, Sir, she exclaimed. 'I need to help you to clean that up. Sir.'
'Lady, your right, what a fine mess you made of me,' he uttered in a deep low voice.'How you gonna do just that?'
'Well I think we need lots of water, more than a wipe, it will be best if you come with me to the rear of the aircraft, to the galley area please' she ordered him, in her sexy posh voice.
He raised himself from the seat, he just seemed to keep rising forever, as he was very tall indeed! He towered over the small petite Anne-Marie and followed her to the rear of the jet.
Once there, she pulled on the service curtain and checked that her colleagues were busy elsewhere, which they were as it was lunch time.
'Now then Sir, let me see how we can do this, it is mostly on the right leg of you jeans I see. I will wet this towel 1st, then go like this,' she said.
She told me that she dabbed the stain 1st and most of the red stain was coming off. She also stroked up and down the worst side of his stained jeans and could feel something extremely hard underneath the material? Her passenger moaned every time she did this, but not when she cleaned the other side?
She was on her knees now, wetting and stroking with the towel. She too said she was excited as she realised that this big fit black man was not concealing a smuggled weapon, but yes, this was his huge fat dick she was stroking, only just under this thin stained material!
She moved the towel away and the wetness of the jeans showed the shape of his huge hard phallus! It hung down to his knee and thickened at the end. She looked up at him with her blonde head and blue eyes. He stared back to her, then held her head in his huge hands, his fingers under her chin, then one from each hand opening her mouth! She somehow got this non-verbal signal from him and undid his belt and zipper. She eagerly, but with some difficulty pulled his jeans to his knees. The huge wet dick swung out, hitting her hard under her chin. It was like a well coiled spring, bursting out into the cabin air! He forced her mouth wider, with his big fingers and rammed the meaty bell end into her little mouth, which was now stretching so tight her lips were almost vanished, just a thin red ring of lippy around the black mans eager dick!
She told me, from where she was she could see down the aisle and so far anyway the others were still busy at work serving. The tall black man though was serving himself to her wet mouth and trying for her throat. One the fat bell end had given up fighting her tight lipped entrance, the rest of the thick shaft was going in just fine. He moaned and watched her face as she struggled with this surprise of the day. She took hold of his wide shaft to steady herself as she was wobbling about on her tip toes and could feel her shoes sliding off her stocking feet. He was now hold the back of her head and thrusting into her face, like she was some kind of new wanking device! She said that she had swallowed her boyfriends eager black dick lots, but this man was lots thicker than him, so she had to gag and open her throat very wide as he was bashing her tonsils and wanting deeper! His big ball sack swung about back and forth and she grabbed it with her other hand and held onto a big fat ball inside. She squeezed it hard and it slipped about as she did. This aroused her passenger, so much he spat out a line of nigga spunk, which plugged he white throat and made he cough loud! The noise of the jet though drowned out the sound of her pathetic sounds. He was now grinding away into her , smiling down on her turning her head about to screw her mouth and throat about his sensitive bell end.
He pushed her head side ways and poked the bell end hard into her cheeks, making them bulge as the fat bell end shoved out her fleshy cheek. He put her hand on this and she rubbed him, thought he flesh. This made him fire more heavy spunk into her, so mush the pressure of it made some spurt out of her mouth and onto her chin. It was clear she said he wanted to drain the rest now, so he centered her head, drew it down slightly and sank all the way down. Her throat filling with negro and making it hard to gash air to breath! His ball sac slapped under her spunky chin, splashing his white seed over her green blazer and cleavage now. Then he moaned and holding her blonde head, her top knot squeezed with his thumbs, he fired for Africa.
'OHHHHH...SHEEEEET...YEAAAAAH...BAAAAAAAH....SHEEEET..FUUUUURK.....DOORRRRRRL...TAKE IT...DEEEEP.', HE YELLED OUT!
Anne-Marie was fighting for air. She was being filled good and proper, taking her calorie intake well above the normal. One shot after another spat down her narrow throat, filling her tummy. Only way she could get air she told me was to wait until he was not pulling her head so tight onto him, then open her mouth as wide as she could and gasp in! Each time the spunk gurgled in her throat. She was though very happy. She loved the taste and feel of negro spunk. He finished his eager business in her and pulled the ebony fat shaft out a little. He looked down to admire his handy work in her face. Her little nose was being stretched, like a little white button with 2 tiny nostrils sitting on top of this big, fat greasy veined love pole. Most of his filth had been fired under high pressure down into her tummy, some though from earlier was dripping from her mouth as he pulled himself slowly out of her face.
She felt her throat ease as the bell end sucked it's way back out. The her face swole as the bell end made it back into her mouth, filling it. With a big pull and pop, the 14" Afro fuck pole emerged, happier than when it entered Anne-Marie.
She held it in it's semi, she squeezed the last contents from the open red slit of his spunky bell end. Her lover lifted it high and slapped it down over her face. It rolled over onto the top of her head and she kissed his ball sack. Before her stud could put away his big poker, she took a pen and wrote her mobile number on his shaft. He watched her and gave her the thumbs up.
He drew up his pants, still wet, but cleaner. She stood,adjusted herself. Put new lippy on in the mirror. Wiped her spunk splashed face and tried to wipe the stained green blazer. He gave her a lovely kiss, reaching down and tasted his seed on her lips, then went back to the seat as if nothing had happened! Anne-Marie swigged down some water to clear her spunk lunch and belched a huge spunk smelling birp! She was happy though and thought I love my job now.
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