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A memory from 35,000ft

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I was once a "good girl" and was even in my local church choir. There was a vestry were we robed, and a tower. Few of us ever explored that tower, but one hot Friday afternoon, I did. There was a store room half way up, with a window that looked out onto the churchyard beyond. The window was small, and hadn't been cleaned in ages. Only, the room was set out like a little sitting room. There was an armchair, a table, and a few books....and LOTS of,cobwebs.


so, there I was, braving the spiders when I heard a distant giggle. I tried to look through the window, but it was too dirty. I had to clean a small circle in it first.  Down in the churchyard, in the overgrown area, were two girls about my age. They were just chilling, and chatting, with the ocassional,burst of girly laughter. I don't know what their conversation was about, but one of the girls pulled her skirt up and tugged her knickers down, while the other girl knelt forward, obviously looking closely. Then the first girl started to masturbate. I quickly got the I,pression that their conversation was about masturbation and how to do it. One girl was showing the other.  Then I saw the first girl tilt her head back and her mouth opened. There were a couple of convulsions of her shoulders and I knew she had just cum in front of her friend. Next, her friend took her skirt off and jammed a hand into her knickers. I don't think she quite hit the spot because she said something to her mate who then put her hand into the second girls,knickers. She obviously DID hit the spot though, because after a couple of minutes the second girl took her hand away leaving the more experienced girl to finish her off. I saw her kneel straight up and saw her thighs tense and relax. I also saw a stream of wetness soak through her knickers onto the long grass. I think she had just had her first ever orgasm, and I think it made her wet herself. In that little room half way up a bell tower just before choir practice, I straddled the arm of the old armchair and dry jumped it until I came in my knickers. I cum a lot, even back then, with a lot,of girl juice. I felt myself get wet, and knew I would be smelling of sex during the choir practice.    So much for being a good girl, eh? So, now I have a problem. I'm deadheading, (in the passenger cabin), writing this has made me horny, and I'd like to rub one out. Dinner has just been served and soon the cabin lights will be turned right down for an hour or so. I think I'm going to rub one out under my Airline issue blanket.  Merry Christmas all.

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