The Devil's Pact - S01 E211

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The Devil's Pact - S01 E211

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 211

Even bored, that accent was sexy as hell. When Monique's eyes fell on Mary a hungry look appeared. She reached out and gently clasped Mary's hand, rubbing her fingers sensuously across the back of Mary's hand. "There is a quaint little bar nearby, maybe we can go and talk and let our men do business."

"No, why don't come along, I love watch my man do business," Mary replied. "I think you'll find it very entertaining."

"Very well," Monique said, hooking her arm around Mary's.

Julius led us to a golf cart. "Well, let's start by taking a look at the plane." We piled in and he drove along the runway to one of the larger hangers. Inside was the almost ninety-foot long, narrow airplane. It was white, with triangular wings and two engines mounted on the fuselage of the plane, near the tail. Her tail number was N7301G.

"And there are no problems?" asked Julius,

"No, I've maintained her very carefully," Julius answered. "Would you like to see the maintenance records?"

"No, I trust you," I told him. After all, he had to do what I said.

"Well, she configured to seat ten comfortably and I added a small, rear cabin with a bed," Julius confided. "It makes long flights much easier when you can stretch out in a real bed. The seats can all recline back and are somewhat comfortable to sleep on."

He led us to the door and its fold out stairs and led us inside. The cockpit was a complicated set of controls and gauges, with both a pilot and copilot seats. Then there was a small galley and jump- seats for two flight attendants. The main seating area of the plane had two rows of five, very comfy looking chairs, almost recliners, with built in TV screens that folded out and personal bluray players.

"Top of the line stuff," Julius insisted and then gaped.

Mary was sitting on the seat and pulled Monique into her lap the two ladies were passionately making out. Mary was reaching behind her where the wrap of her dresses gathered in a careful knot of bundled cloth and pulled. The wrap came undone, unwinding as it fell away from her torso, exposing a magnificent pair of breasts that Mary buried her face in, rubbing her cheeks against the silky-soft mounds.

"Monique!" Julius said with a strangled gasp. "Wh-what are you doing!"

I clapped a hand on him. "It's perfectly okay for your wife to fuck Mary and myself, Julius."

"Oh, of course," Julius apologized, flushing. "I don't know what came over me.

"Well, those are some magnificent tits on your wife," I sald with a leer. "I'd be jealous, too."

"Anyway, we have satellite TV and high speed internet," Julius said as continued he tour. He led me back to the small cabin, dominated by a queen sized bed. "Well Mark, you can see how lovingly I took care of my plane."

I nodded. "Yeah, I'll take it."

"Very good," Julius said and shook my hand.

"Go see my cops and they'll give you the $26 million," said. "I hope cash will be fine."

"Of course that's just fine," Julius said, a stunned look on his face. The guy was a billionaire and probably never seen that much real cash before.

"We're going fuck your wife for a while, I told him, slapping an arm on his shoulder. "When we're done, if you could have your pilots fly the plan to Thun Field in South Hill where I've got a hanger."

"Oh, absolutely," Julius said. "You do understand that the pilots do not come with the plane."

"I'm in the hiring process for the crew," I said with a smile. Hopefully a sexy crew.

Monique was moaning delightfully as her husband walked passed her. Mary had Mrs. Prescott's panties pulled down, a lacy lilac scrap of cloth that was bunched around her left ankle, while Mary was skillfully fingering the French woman.

"Ohh, you have a magic touch, Monique purred and captured Mary's lips in a kiss, their tongues were twining about the other's. A real French kiss, I though with a smile.

I walked over to the ladies, unzipping my pants and stroking my hard cock as pulled it out. Monique broke the kiss and stared at my cock. "Suck it." Mary whispered in her ears.

I groaned as Monique's soft lips kissed my cock, her tongue gently caressing the sensitive head of my cock. Mary bent her head down and captured one of Monique's dark nipple with her red lips. Monique gave a throaty laugh and a soft moan and then her hungry mouth sucked in my cock. She sucked hard, then pulled her mouth back, letting her soft lips caress my cock head as she pulled back.