I let go of her arm and took the magazine in both hands, opening up the first page and angling it in my lap so that I could drop it over my d**k if a stewardess walked by. Mel smirked and her hand started moving again, teasing me with light touches until I was truly good and hard. She leaned into me, resting her head against my shoulder again and looked at the magazine.
"Page," she said, and I turned it. Someone hot was on the glossy page in something scandalous, but it didn't really register because my mind was encompassed with Mel. Her hand was moving faster now, grip a little tighter, and the smell of her shampoo filled my nose as I leaned my head against hers on my shoulder. I groaned the smallest groan I could, trying to stay quiet, which made her breath out a silent laugh. "Page," s
