I’ve been on a lot of planes for being in my early 20’s. I started traveling at a very young age and my interest in travel has continued to stay with me, though the actual plane ride and journey to the final destination might not always be the fun part.. Recently I found out it definitely can be part of it.
Because of the pandemic I hadn’t traveled in about 6 months or so, which is a long time for me- someone so has the travel bug. So when I finally booked a flight after being stagnant for so many months I was beyond excited. The only thing I wasn’t looking forward to was the fact that I had 2 flights one after another, 1 being over 4 hours, and the about 3 hours. Just the thought alone exhausted me.
When the morning of my trip finally came I woke up to find the thong I slept in soaked, with an unusual tingling of extra sensitivity than I usually do.. I ran my fingers down to my swollen throbbing clit… As much as I would have loved to put my poor pussies cries to rest right then and there I was already running behind schedule due to over sleeping.