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Well, here is Part 14 of Willow's adventures. :)

Chapter Seven: Day +2; Flight TG 649; South China Sea; 14h17.


The trays had just been taken away when Willow stretched her long-limbed
figure and purred like a contented cat. She had declined her lunch much to
the dismay of the air-hostess aboard the flight from Fukuoka to Bangkok. She
had spent the first half of her day aboard the short flight on ANK 762 from
Kagoshima to Fukuoka where she had caught the flight which she was presently
on.

During the transit at Fukuoka airport, she had caught the report on the
television of the disappearance of the entire garrison of a military base in
southern China.
Throughout  her journey she had kept pretty much to herself, thinking about
what she had seen on the television, declining all conversation beyond a
mere hello. An anxiety had pervaded her that her "body" was going to get up
to some mischief. She was glad that she had left China.

Nothing untoward had happened yet. This provided her with some kind of
relief. So she indulged herself with a long stretch and a sudden yawn. Her
neighbour, a portly Japanese gentleman of indeterminate age could not
believe his eyes when he had first sat next to her. He had tried to strike
up a conversation with her, but after a while had given up. From time to
time he glanced surreptitiously at her form, mentally undressing her in his
mind.

Her langorous stretch made his eyes bulge as her lithe body arched, her
large ripe breasts straining against the cotton fabric of her brief vest. He
could feel the beginnings of an erection in the tight confines of his
trousers. He signed inwardly. [I’m never going to have a chance of fucking a
woman like this. Better wait till I get to the whores of Thailand.]

Willow’s mind received this thought as she stretched. Her ability to "read"
others’ thoughts still bothered her more than she cared to think about. She
had quickly discovered through the random and arbitrary thoughts that she
was picking up that she was on board with a group of Japanese sararimen on a
packaged sex tour. Intermingled among this large "tour" group was an odd
smattering of tourists like herself and businessmen. She thought about this
as she stretched. It did not bother her as it might once have that other
woman she used to be. She just hoped that her body would not embarrass her
in public.

As she yawned, her mouth half a metre away from the tiny airconditioning
duct above her head, her mouth exhaled an odorless agent which was soon
inhaled by the aircraft’s ventilation system. Willow settled back into her
seat and closed her baby-round turquoise blue eyes.

She had not slept in over 72 hours.

She idly wondered why she was meant to fly such a strange route as set out
in the itinerary  she had found in her backpack, together with an assortment
of other strange garments, a US passport in the name of "Willow Jones",
air-tickets, three credit cards, travelers cheques and USD $ 1000 in cash.

Minutes passed before she felt a hand on her thigh. It felt warm and plump.
{It feels awfully hot in here.}She could feel a the tiny ember of desire
spark within her belly. {Oh shit ! Here we go again.} She resolved to follow
her instincts, a feeling of excitement surged within her, and she could feel
the first slick droplets of her lubrication ease out to coat the inner
surfaces of her vaginal passage.

Her hand moved to gently cover the man’s hand as it rested, trembling on her
thigh. Emboldened, the hand left hers and moved slowly up her thigh, as
though afraid of some objection to its cautious passage. It rested for just
a moment on the smooth plateau of her belly before moving to start slowly
undoing the top button of her straining skimpy vest.

His hand moved quickly to undo each button. Her 38D breasts burst forth from
their confines. As she felt his hand cup one rounded gourd, Willow opened
her eyes. Her insides began to sluice sheets of thin oily lubricant within
her pussy, as the heat of  her arousal flared suddenly.

Staring at her, with her left breast resting in his tremulous palm, was the
Japanese gentleman, his forehead glistening with sweat, his eyes glistening
with barely-contained lust. His breathe came in laboured wheezes. Throughout
the cabin Willow could see people were discarding their clothes in a frenzy.
They were staring at her.

A heavy scent {Sort of like smells like frangipani} filled the hermetically
sealed aircraft cabin pressurised at 25 000 feet. She could feel the insides
of her pussy liquify in a wet heat heated itch that burnt intensely within
her groin. Her nipples popped, unfurling and erecting like mini-martell
towers to signal the onslaught of her overpowering horniness.

Her suitor looked paralysed, trembling as he held her tit, not daring to
move. She smiled gently at him, her eyes glowing with a tender look. {Awww,
honey..thats so sweet ! You couldn’t help yourself, now could you ?} She
shucked her vest with one easy move, pushing it off her lovely rounded
shoulders; and, without disturbing his grasp of her heavy tit, she proceeded
to deftly unbutton her denim shorts. In no time, she had pushed her shorts
and panties down to her delicate ankles and quickly stepped out of them She
was now completely naked except for her necklace and trainers.  Throughout
her dis-robing, her suitor had not moved, had not twitched, even though his
cock had painfully unfurled within the tight constraints of his dress pants,
too terrified to lose touch with this incandescent marvel of unearthly
beauty.

He feasted his eyes on her splendid nudity. Leaving her breast to rest
against her magnificent chest, its rounded majesty standing in prominent
bas-relief, the nipples jutting in their delicious mouth-watering
prominence, he began to hurriedly divest himself of his suit. By this time
naked men and women were gathering around where they were seated,  drawn
like bees to the luminescent honey of her exquisitely beautiful form. {God !
They’re actually masturbating !}

Willow could feel the watery depths of her soaking pussy bubble over to coat
the ridges and folds of her industrial strength vulva. She could feel her
vulva blossom out like a desert plant quenched by the life-giving rain of
her pussy. By now the vulva shone like wet neon in the harsh bright lights
of the aircraft cabin, the moans and wheezes from the passengers rising
above the soft sussuration of the airconditiong system in the pressurised
cabin.

{I suppose I will have to service the lot.} Willow thought with barely
disguised glee.

{Mmmm…what is the best way of doing this ?}

Getting up off her seat, Willow turned to face the aisle, one shapely knee
resting on the seat. She could feel the stain caused by her leaking pussy
juice wet against her delicate knee-cap. She grinned and moved towards the
aisle.

{Excuse me, folks, please allow me through.}

Willow moved lithely past her neighbour whose cock was now erect and
slapping against his rotund belly. A look of disappointed horror registered
on his face. There was look of expectant hunger on the faces of the
passengers as she brushed past them on her way up the aisle. They brushed
her form longingly with their eyes and hands as she moved past them. She
could feel the slick runnels of her pussy oil slide down the insides of her
splendid thighs as gravity pulled the lubricant out of the folds of her
quim.

{Hmmm..I, like, need some space…these aircraft are so cramped y’know…this
will have to do.}

She moved towards the stewardess’s fold up chair next to the exit door, and
began to unfold it.

{This is sooo cool ! a fuck-throne all of my own !}

By now the crowd was getting restless. Their hunger was a palpable tension
in the air as the heavy scent of their arousal filled the airconditioned
sterile air of the pressurised cabin.

{Like, this makes me a member of the "Mile-High" Hall-of-Fame in, like, one
go…aahhh.}

The crowd began to edge forward, champing at the bit. {Just relax, okay, you
’re all, like, gonna have a turn, okay  ?}

This eased the tension somewhat.

{Okay,…like, how shall we do this, y’know ?}

{I know…} She grinned as she pulled one of the men over to her with one
slender well-proportioned hand, her fingernails lightly scratching his palm.
She positioned him carefully in the chair, seating him comfortably.

Using the arm-rests as a parallel bar, she raised her legs in a beautiful
arc until they were facing skyward on either side of her lightly muscled
arms, taut in a sculpted beauty of splendidly lithe wand-like strength. Her
tapering thighs arched skywards at an angle of 60°, the toes of her trainers
pointed to the ceiling like a ballet dancer’s doing pointe.

Holding her entire body in effortless balance, she lowered one slender,
voluptuously light-muscled arm; to, just with the delicate tips of her long
elegant fingers, gently touch his cockhead to align it with her hungry hole
which was now flexing like the mouth of a ravenous beast. Like all hybrids
(or neo-Humans, as they would come to call themselves) her vulval mound
jutted prominently like a baroque buttress, its perfect statuesque
architecture in profile for all to see its splendid carnal gothic
elaboration in folds and valleys and outwardly standing, prominent ridges,
thicker and more resiliently pliable, luxurious, and firm than any human’s.
Their humid ridges and valleys glowed with her vaginal oils, the sharp light
of the cabin, glinting off the shallow pools of her erotic liquid enclosed
within the deep valleys of her serrated, glistening, multiply folded, salmon
pink clam.

The wettened fronds of her buttressed labia could be seen inhaling and
exhaling with a frantic desperation in their hunger for the cockflesh below,
onto whom she was dribbling pussy fluid. He was squealing and arching his
back to try and push his straining organ into her. She lowered her body and
then drew it away quickly as soon as his cock came close, teasing him with a
wide smile on her face. Her eyes were locked on his as his desperately
pleaded with her for mercy. It was hard to tell who was more desperate for
the consummation of this feral dance, her straining pussy or his straining
body. She could see his neck muscles taut under the strain of finding the
mark and trying to ascend, and push home into her liquid heaven.

Deciding she had tormented his crazed senses enough, Willow deftly engulfed
her quarry’s cock to the squelching hilt, her eyes locked on his, narrowed
in a deeply felt ague of desire. The man’s eyes rolled back as his most
tender flesh was absorbed hungrily and slickly into the wet heat of her
pussy. Willow sighed as she felt the wet warmth of her inner flesh slither
to enclose his length of cock in a heated humid embrace, clamping tightly
and rippling up and down his hard tumescent rod.

Leaning forward, she exposed the cratered target of her asshole for the
delectation of her audience, some of whom had been overwhelmed by
ejaculation already at the sight of her tussle with her prey. By now her
hands were resting on the back of the seat which she faced. Turning her
swan-like neck, she beckoned another male forward. The young Israeli did not
need much encouragement.

As he pressed the tip of his cock to the raised valve of her anus, he felt
her body coat his cockhead with a viscous, but slippery fluid which leaked
from her bunghole and had done so as soon as his penis had touched it.
Sighing deeply, he easily pushed his way into the tight hot socket of her
pulsating rectum. The sensation of her tight flesh folding perfectly and
seamlessly around his sparked a warm joy in the pleasure centres of his
brain, and he found himself leaning against her perfect back luxuriating in
the gripping bliss of her anal tract. He closed his eyes.

For her part, she knew that it would not hurt her, because she had already
felt the warm glob of thick lubricating syrup drop like a giant slithery
raindrop from where her anus ended in a tight cul-de-sac, and slip, slide
down to the rim of her sphincter where her anal muscles squeezed it like
jelly from a tube onto the cock whose tip pressed against the tightly-wound,
spring-loaded shutter of her anal crater.

There was such pleasure transmitted from her bum as she felt her tightness
resiliently yield to the fat slug of his cock as it passed through the rear
hatch. Her anal tract always resisted penetration with just the right level
of pressure, to provide maximum sensation in that part of her body.  She
felt a shivery quake of pleasure radiate throughout her body from her rectal
epicentre.

{Gad ! My ass feels, like, sooo full !}
She could feel every pore of her anal rim as it dilated around the penis
which distended it so widely. She could feel her sphincter and anal circle
rotate and flex around the man’s buried organ as the vacuum-packing flesh of
her bum went to work on kneading and playing with his penis. She could feel
the jolt that passed through his body as she did this, and smiled wickedly
to herself. Her sensor array told her that his prostate had begun to swell
deep within his rectum.

Her mind whispered to a young stewardess: {Honey, why don’t you, like, come
and sit on my lap.}

As if in a dream, the young Thai woman, moved forward into Willow’s arms, as
Willow maneuvered her so that she was facing her. Willow felt the familiar
feeling of the bulge expanding in her crotch. The Stewardess’s eyes bulged
as she saw a the fat acorn of a cockhead emerge from what Willow’s expanding
urethra. In no time, the cock had emerged fully to the point where it lay
like a slumbering anaconda, nestled on its large scrotum, on the belly of
the man seated under her. Her urethral gap tightened in a rim around the
base of her cock, just behind her balls, as it grew it began to slowly
expand and fill out.

Unable to resist the impulse, the stewardess tucked a strand of her hair
behind one ear, and leaned forward to take just the tip of the warm penis
into her mouth. The perfectly sculpted head and body of Willow’s cock filled
out even further as Willow’s eyes glazed over with pleasure. She could feel
a sinew in her groin tighten and vibrate fiercely in response Her ass and
pussy clenched even harder bringing even louder groans from her male lovers.

As an ordinary human female she had not had the experience of having a cock
sucked that was hers, and she enjoyed the warm slithering liquid oral cavity
of her young conquest as it moved over her penis-head, and then down to
engulf the penis, in a long luxurious swallow that exploded pleasure in her
head, and caused her body to shiver and her plump balls to tighten in their
sac.

The warm wetness of the stewardesses mouth felt heavenly as it slid across
the blunt bulk of her rampant male organ. This caused her pussy to spill its
heated liquids even more convulsively as it spasmed, coating the Japanese
male’s body and running in wide sheets down her thighs to drip off the
delicate arches of her well-shaped feet and onto the carpeted floor of the
airline cabin.

Willow could feel the young stewardess’s hot breathe on her pubis as her
fellatrix exhaled on the downstroke which engulfed the entire length of her
cock.

{God..its, like, no wonder men dig this !} She thought as she stared at the
slender caffe-latte coloured body of the woman she had seduced into give her
the exquisite head she was experiencing. Soon the young Thai woman’s oral
ministrations had brought Willow’s cock to a rock-hard state. Willow could
feel the tension of this pleasure deep in her groin, just behind her balls,
as they tightened to twin-hard marble spheres.

This did not leave the slim thai woman unaffected. Willow could see her
young fellatrix feverishly digging her fingers into her, by now, soaking
pussy. Little runnels could be seen running down her thighs and dripping on
the carpet to meld with Willow’s copious outpourings in a large spreading
stain which reeked of their combined heady lust.

Her fellatrix felt a smooth sheen of  laquer coat Willow’s penis. She
swallowed this fluid which caused a burning pleasure itch to flame in her
groin. As she gave better and better head, Willow’s body rewarded her for
her oral efforts, through transmitting pheremone like nerve-agent to build
and build her to a stupendous climax.

Shuddering wildly, the stewardess came and came, a steady pool if her
vaginal fluid spreading in a dark stain across the carpet of the aircraft’s
interior. The cumulative pleasure stains were now a metre in diameter. Her
pleasure echoed and resonated in Willow’s pleasure centres as she, in turn,
built towards her first climax, which occurred as a long series of popping
orgasms deep within her belly, radiating out from that liquid burning
epicentre in a carnal firestorm which left her body shaking with its
effects.

But her body (still) had other ideas.

With some regret, Willow felt her elegant hands gently pull the young woman’
s bobbing head and churning mouth off her cock. They then helped the young
lady clamber over the seat until her upper thighs were on either side of
Willow’s curvy hips, placed over legs that had now lowered to rest upon the
armrests.

Breasts resting against breasts, Willows tongue disappeared into the mouth
of her female partner in a  long deep french kiss, as her hands moved to cup
her ass and part her narrow cheeks. The stewardess’s crotch was resting
against Willow’s taut belly, slick now with her own juices, that had
splashed up from her pussy, and with the Thai woman’s pussy liqueur, which
flowed to drench the juncture of cock and pussy where the seated fellow
penetrated Willow’s vaginal canal. The baby smooth skin of Willow’s
knee-caps gleamed in the light of the cabin. Their was almost dead silence.
Except for the soft whimpers of the bystanders who could scarcely believe
their eyes, the only sound was the soft whispering of the aircon in the
pressurised cabin. Over the speaker, the plaintive voice of the captain
could be heard demanding to know what was going on, and why had he not
received his coffee yet. The cabin staff ignored him and continued to stare
in rapt fascination at the erotic theatre unfolding before their glazed
eyes.

Willow’s maneuvering of the young stewardess’s body left her with her crotch
dangling in mid-air above Willow’s rampant penis. Willow began to lower her
onto her penis, as the Thai woman’s arms curled around her elegantly rounded
shoulders.

Willow maneuvered her pelvis slightly towards her, and the stewardess’s dark
brown eyes bulged slightly as she felt the soaking tip of Willow’s cock
nudge against her brown ring and not the entrance to her vaginal canal. But
she was too far gone to care, and hugged Willow’s slender, delicately
rounded shoulders even tighter.

[I hope this is not going to hurt !]

Willow’s body began to exude an oily residue through the cockhead which
softened and moistened her victim’s anal rim allowing it to dilate easily,
as her cockhead slid past the rim of her sphincter. The stewardess’s eyes
bulged as she felt a slight fullness at the antechamber to her rectum. There
was no pain, but a feeling of buzzing kinky fullness. Filled with an
uncontrollable desire to be filled by Willow’s flesh, she sat down hard on
Willow’s cock head and began to churn her body around its fulcrum.

As Willow felt her female partner’s comfort she gently urged more and more
of her cock into the young lady’s cornhole, filling her with fat tumescent
cock which expanded its girth in response to the stimulation of the young
woman’s virgin tightness. By now the cock had coated the contact surface
between it and the young lady’s humid and loosening fundament. The Thai
squealed as she felt the delicious sensation of Willow’s large boner slide
up into her cul, distending it in a way that was not painful, but
pleasurably uncomfortable, in a way that titillated her nerves and suffused
her body with rippling pleasure.

The seated man thrust his hands between their bodies, as did the young
Israeli ensconced in Willow’s butt. Their hands roamed the quim-oil slicked
breasts and bodies of the young nubile women seated at the centre of the
lewd tableau. By now Willow’s pussy fluids were running even more strongly,
and a heady scent of utter lust, of wanton sexual heat filled the cabin.

But Willow’s body was not finished..yet.

The crowd was mesmerised by this rich carnality which was far beyond that
which even the most jaded of them had ever experienced. Nevertheless, when
Willow gestured to a young Vietnamese male, he came over in a daze, and
following her instructions stood with his legs apart, his feet planted
firmly on the wide armchair rests. His balls swung over the stewardess’s
head, as she leaned back to lick them tenderly.

Bending his knees slightly brought his cock  in line with Willow’s wide
mouth with its plump well-defined, yet cushiony lips. She took him gently
into her mouth, her barrel-tongue sucking him down her throat and engulfing
him whole one slick swallowing instant.

His legs began to tremble under the onslaught of such sensation as he felt
the walls of her mouth tighten around his girth, her cheeks hollowing
inwards, the delicate point of her chin resting on the upper part of his
scrotum, her gentle forehead placed firmly against his sweat-soaked lower
belly. The small runnels of his sweat coated her high-boned cheeks as she
tasted him deep within her mouth, and her head began to bob up and down in a
steady rhythm.

Meanwhile, her hand had begun to caress the soaking folds of her female
partner’s pussy, as she licked and sucked the balls of the man standing
above her. Willow’s hand began to "sweat" a particularly slippery emollient
, as her nails retreated into her fingertips. This oily cream began to
soften the mouth of the stewardess’s pussy.

At first, Willow managed to insert only three fingers, then the small finger
of her elegantly boned hand slipped in. Her fingers are long, so the tips
just caressed the cervix of the young stewardess. The pink labia closed
around her hand as the delicate bumps of Willow’s knuckles slid past the
dilating rim. Soon she was in her up to her slender wrist, the her hand
softly curled into a fist within the female’s pussy, rubbing up against the
cock Willow had buried deep in her clutching ass.

Gently flexing her hand within the young woman’s body, Willow began to rock
back and forth on the bodies of her lovers, her gentle fist grinding against
her penis buried in the female’s ass. This cadenced rythmic movement brought
squeals of anguished delight from the three people she was fucking so
arduously. As her pelvis rolled upwards, fucking up into the Thai woman’s
ass, she thrust and impaled herself even deep on the Japanese male’s cock,
and sucked, pulled in the Israeli’s penis where her ass had such a powerful
lock on it. Then she rolled back, pulling her cock down and sucking out the
anal rim where it was imbedded, dragging her pussy barrel across the heated,
naked flesh of her seated paramour, and thrusting and impaling her ass deep
onto the Israeli’s cock in a way that brought tears of rapture to his eyes.

The overwhelming scent of sexual heat of the neo-Human’s pungent pussy and
ass  juices intermingled with the fine sweet scent of her oily sweat
signaled that Willow was in deep heat. In such a situation the powerful
nerve-agents within that combined aroma act on the surrounding humanoids,
human, and neo-Human, and react when sensed by the body from which they
originated, to draw the surrounding people into the humid carnal embrace of
the neo-Human "on heat" and to bait that neo-Human’s body into engaging in
sexual intercourse in an uncontrollable carefully choreographed frenzy of
desire. This ecology of  seduction trapped all within radius of Willow’s
heat signature into the tractor beam of her erotic embrace, until satiation.

Willow felt her clit-cock rotate to the bottom of her vulva and slither out
of its moorings, and idly thought: {I had wondered when that little guy
would get in on the act.}

She felt it move three ways !

It had split three ways down the centre. One third slithered across her
perineum and up through the crack in her ass, sliding across the Israeli’s
taut scrotum as he buried himself in her to the hilt on an inward stroke. It
maneuvered through his crack, climbing it like a alpinist negotiating a
"chimney". As it touched the tight "wood-knot" of his asshole, it began to
pump a thin powerful stream of viscous emollient up into his butt until it
leaked out of him like a thick rich sap. As the lubrication softened,
relaxed, and dilated his anal rim, the head of the clit-cock gently slipped
in and sought his prostate. Once inside him, and snug against his secret
gland, it ballooned to the size of a baseball, and just hung there in his
ass, kept in by the tightness of the anal valve, and began to vibrate,
rotate, and hum a delicious aria against the Israeli’s inner gland.

Another "third" of the clit-cock had insinuated itself in a similar fashion
inside the rectum of the Japanese man, lifting his testicles as it passed
under them, and squirreling its way through the crack in his ass, parting
his cheeks as it went.
The remaining "third" burrowed under the Japanese male’s recumbent body,
curled around and over his stomach, to crawl up the ass crack of the Thai
female and across theshaft of Willow’s penis imbedded in that ass. It then
crawled up the indented valley of skin overlying the female’s spinal column,
and curled around her neck to gain purchase, before proceeding up the back
of her neck and head, and poising to "stand" on her delicate forehead
burrowed into the crack of the Vietnamese’s ass, where, inserted in his
virgin anus, it buried itself in a similar fashion to the other males.

The stewardess’s eyes widened in disbelief as she saw the snake of Willow’s
clit-cock bury itself up the ass of the man whose balls she had in her
mouth. The area of clit-cock under her chin expanded like the collar of a
medical brace, as the increased weight in his ass from the inflation of the
clit-cock head against his prostate, brought his balls deeper into her
mouth. This kept her sucking, mouthing and laving his testicles, while
ensuring that her forehead remained in place as a "platform" for her
clit-cock to mount its infiltration of the Vietnamese male’s butthole.

Willow’s body inserted the clit-cock as a device within their rectums to
ensure that when their strength flagged, the clit-cock could "take over",
and through these "tiller’s" in their rectums’, keep pushing these gentleman
’s cocks in and out of her mouth, pussy and ass.  Although their erotic
fever kept them pumping into her, there came a time when the neo-Human’s
tireless body simply left the human’s in the dust. These imbedded levers
were insurance against that very event, which began to happen as the men
approached their clouds and rain phase.

The clit-cock’s also exuded a specific oil which was absorbed into the
prostates of both men, serving to increase the liquid produced there
exponentially, which would inflate these glands to provide even more cum for
the neo-Human and greater pleasure through far greater pressure, inside the
gland rubbing against the anal interloper from Willow’s body, and as it left
his groin spurting out through a urethra expanded by the force of the larger
amounts of liquid propelled through it and out of the tip. Why this is
important would only become clear later.

With her free hand Willow deftly manipulated the clitoral area of the
squirming stewardess in whom she was ensconced. This combined with her fist
buried in her female lover’s cumquat, its knuckles stimulating her G-spot
from inside, and her cock buried in her ass, abraded through the tender
membrane separating ass and pussy, by the same fist, drove the Thai woman
into one screaming into one orgasm after another, building towards her grand
climax.

The splashing sounds as Willow rocked back and forth on the human
marionettes pinioned within her sensual embrace were caused by the heavy
lubricating liquids decanting from her ass and pussy. The squeals and
screams of the Japanese, Vietnamese, and Israeli males, and the Thai female
filled the air, in counterpoint to the wet slap slap slap of their bodies
against Willow’s luscious gyrating form.

Willow felt the heat of the stewardess’s body meld around her male flesh.
This together with the fat slug of the Israeli’s cock filling her ass so
deliciously, and the Japanese man’s cock in her churning pussy built up the
sensation in the pleasure centres in her system like a steadily burning
fuse. She could feel throughout the encounter that their minds had slipped
into a buzzing "neutral", the nerve-agents inhaled and absorbed from her
pussy, mouth, cock, and ass, had softened their minds and opened the
capacities for expanded pleasure within the sexual pleasure centres of their
brains.

As Willow and the stewardess climbed towards their final orgasm, and the
males approached theirs, none felt the thin tubes that issued out of Willow’
s throat, ass, and pussy, to slide tenderly down the cocks of the males. As
they exploded inside her, in her mouth, her colon, and her pussy, in a
shuddering  explosion of utter release and bliss, her body shunted alien
cells into theirs down the tubes. In that same instant Willow’s juddering
cock exploded within the Thai woman’s ass delivering a package of alien
cells mixed in with the thickly sweet gruel of her powerful discharge.
Willow’s and the stewardesses orgasmic explosions hid this movement of alien
cells as they traveled deep within the bodies of the humans, the tubes
disappearing quickly back from whence they had come, their passage eased and
camouflaged by the perfectly slick lubrication supplied by Willow’s body
measured out in the amounts as exactly required.

The Vietnamese guy was the first to slump against her, his sweat and
"saliva" soaked belly dampening her hair. Only her mouth kept him from
falling off her. Eager hands reached out to lift him off her. The Israeli
and the Thai woman were also left slumped against her exquisite form, their
eyes shut, utterly drained, barely twitching. They too were soon lifted off
Willow’s gleaming body.

As Willow stood up, she could see the Japanese male who had lain beneath
her, his loins imbedded in hers. He was staring wide-eyed at the ceiling his
eyes glazed in a beatific stupor, his drained cock shrunken against his
groin, the entire surface of his upper thighs and belly coated the thin oil
of Willow’s pussy liqueur. He was lifted, whimpering softly, off the chair
to the seat adjoining the Israeli whose belly, groin, and thighs bore strong
evidence of the enormous quantities of the viscous lubricating sap that her
ass had pumped out to ease his passage and increase his pleasure. Her ass
had warmed the fluid coated around his cock to a deliciously thermal level
which almost caused him to pass out with the incandescent bliss it inflicted
on his organ.

Willow passed her hands through the damp strands of her forehead, and
cheerily asked:

{Okay, who is next ?}

By the time the aircraft approached Bangkok, she had banged each and every
passenger and crew member on the flight, removing the Flight Engineer’s cock
from her mouth for just a brief moment to ask  the Captain, with a little
concern in her voice, as he rogered her up the anal spout, while his
co-pilot did her from below:

{Like, I hope the auto-pilot is on, okay ?}

End of Part 14





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