The sounds of sex filled the cargo deck of the airbus traveling at 30,000 feet above the Atlantic Ocean. I tried listening for someone coming down to check out the noise, but couldn’t hear anything because of the constant sexual pleas of a 15 year old Russian girl my lawyer, Burt Aynol, had seduced mid-flight.
She parted her legs spread-eagled to him while laying back on a large suitcase. Her blonde hair splayed out, light blue eyes shining with lust. I saw him pistoning his 50 year old cock into her tight teen pussy, balls slamming at her entrance, her pitch rising as his thrusting increased in speed.
We were returning from a business trip to the Czech Republic, except it wasn’t legal business we were interested in. Burt had been hired to arrange for the trafficking of ten girls between the ages of 17 and 19 to the United States to work in the porn industry, both amateur and professional. They were all presently seated in economy class. This job could not have been done without the use of my goblin powers. He and I had struck a deal: I help him on this job and he would do me a special favor in return. The reason we were down in the cargo deck was Burt’s eagerness to fuck the brains out of this underage hottie.