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smiles. “So is this your fir

t’s imp

s. I want to land close t

. Wait a minute, who is Gerald Lov

Gerald Lov

me. That’s good. Gerald Lovell is the largest private owner of gold mines in the world. He

oing to Maui to meet a billionai

eople on the Westside of LA will see this private jet fly off into the skies over the Pacific Ocean. They will w

d into the sky. The ground below becomes smaller and smaller. The streets give way to the beaches of Santa Monica. And then the ocean. I look back at Los Angeles. Mr. Peak is right. There are thousands of people dow

hing like flying coach. My entire body tingles with the thoughts of what awaits me in Maui. Heck, I ha

hat he is doing. I just look at his forehead wondering how his mind operates. It’s as tho

s at her and smiles. I swear to God I want to throw her off of this f**king plane. She could probably

me. “Is something bot

Mr. P

wardess. I think he knows exa

must be

boss asks me as he gestures

. I almost want to interrogate him like my last boyfri

d “y

stewardess to come over to him

Sit down, get comfortable and watch the show,” m

ll is he ta

me on the neck. Oh f**k. My entire body turns to jelly. “The nice thing about having your own private jet is that yo

ng my heaving bre**asts stuffed inside my white bra. He r

d appears to be enjoying the show. She doesn’t seem to be jealous at all. All of a sudden, I no longer

blonde, who seems to be getting aroused by this. Now, I’ve kissed a few girls here and

rmrests and close my eyes. Life can’t get any better. “You are about to have some company,” the billionaire tells me. I open my ey

“It looks like you are resisting me.

hreesome before,” I

ou need to loosen up a bit,” he sa

my arms. She pins those arms over my head. I t

unhooks my bra and starts to gently run his tongue

de stewardess leans in and whispers into my ear, “You have beautiful

us leather chair. I feel my boss’s strong hands run down between my legs. My

start to unbutton his shirt. This catches him completely by surprise. The

dy has this animalistic rage.This blonde is keeping me from Mr. Peak. I break free and attack the s

shes the back of the seat all the way down until I am lying on my back. The entire six-foot, five i

nts me to stop fighting. Like a faithful little girl, I stop and give

. She was hol

k a woman who could eas

takes to get you

rprisingly, the stewardess is not as shaken up as I thought she would

isse

wing your loyalty to me. You are entitled to

his tongue dow

e move

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