His text message was brief: pack light and wear the poppy printed dress. As I sat on the flight next to him, his hand slipped between my brown thighs. I knew that his request for the red floral print sundress was a signal for what he wanted, so when his fingers caressed my wet slit, neither of us was surprised. My lips parted releasing a silent moan as I widened my legs for him. I turned
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