Peachy Keen Films-Stewardess Fancy

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2 flight attendants commonly share a motel apartment during layovers. On this night, the junior of the 2, Eighteen yr older Chrissy, is aroused because she picked up a fellow in the motel bar (she maintains a faux license for such occasions) and is antsy to tell her roomie, Emma, who is just arriving from a cross-country flight. Emma sacks out on the couch, wanting to snuggle in with a book, but Chrissy is juggling around with her news of her steaming rendezvous.

A knock at the door and she bounds out of sofa to response it. Chrissy's bar boy is a tall, swaggering fellow, smelly of booze and the capability to womanize. Chrissy knows she is gonna get fortunate tonight. The guy attempts to present himself to Emma, but she gives him the cold shoulder, only wanting to read her book and wash the lengthy day away. The dude turns his attention back to youthfull Chrissy, most likely half his age, all the more of a score for him. They collapse together on the couch, making out rapid and mad -- clothes commence to ruffle and lips catapult together in moist spanks.

Emma, disgusted, attempts to disregard the bods fumbling like stunner teens on the same sofa as her -- then she remembers one of them *is* a insane teenage. She still attempts to disregard them.,/p>

Briefly clothes come off and the yam-sized vignette is about to start. Emma can barely wait, figuring he would last a duo minutes with the insane teenage and be asleep and hopefully out of here briefly. But Chrissy needs a moment and runs to the douche, shutting the door and rolling the loud admirer on. Emma is stuck with the smelling bar stud. He bends over, asks her about her book. She never gets a opportunity to reaction. He fastly loops his leather belt around her neck and twitches her back. Her oxygen is cut off instantaneously. Her eyes get larger broad, she dollars her thighs and gams while despairingly clawing at the belt and attempting to slap at the fellow. Like a chain on a dog, he keeps it cock-squeezing, and by doing that, he keeps her relatively under his manage. Not able to get leverage to escape, she can only crush her gams, open her hatch frantically and search for air with her tongue. He repositions her a duo times, revealing her funbags and twat in the process. As she slows down, she embarks to masturbate her pelvis and gams. Her forearms contraction, her face looks pained and hopeless. Eventually, she is slow, slow, slow, and ultimately still. Just as he realizes she is dead, he hears the restroom flush and hastily flops the dolls figure over and repositions her in order to get her under the coats.

Emma looks like she is asleep as Chrissy comes out to complete want was commenced. The bar stud is waiting for her, only looking hardly winded from just murdering her skimpy roomy. She pulls off her undies and climbs on top of him. He tells her he wants to attempt something, then loops the belt around her neck and pulls half-hard. She attempts to keep going, but it is indeed rock hard for her and then she begins to fright. That is his cue and he convulses her down on the sofa, partially over the gams of her dead mate. He pulls for real now and her assets lurches up, shoving upward, gams opened up. Her face becomes twisted -- eyes broad, gullet indeed broad and tongue popping in and out. She crushes and twists and attempts to get her thumbs under the garrote. Her belly and gams contraction, and her entire figure jacks, doing whatever it can to find air -- but, there is no air to be had. Lungs searing inwards, she struggles for the life that is leisurely leaving her. She weakens in a few stages, then her gams shoot at for a last reprieve -- convulsing and yanking, stretched out. Her face commences to ease off and ultimately she is still. He picks her up and throws her to the other end of the sofa. He then poses the 2 gals side-by-side. All of a unexpected he senses the urge to write this all down for some insane book he is researching and leaves. The camera lingers to leisurely demonstrate the dead stewardesses.