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How does making love on a cross-country flight compare to making love to a hot teen co-ed and her hot roommate at the same time?

Flying to the West Coast becomes a much more interesting start to his first year at college than Andy expects.

"Hi," she said, and sat next to him. "Tricia," she said, holding out her hand.

"Uh, Andy," he said, and shook her hand.

He glanced at her legs when she crossed them. She was wearing dark stockings.

"You're horny as hell, aren't you?" she said. She was looking deep into his eyes.

"Huh?"

"I can tell." She looked right down in his lap. "You make one hell of a lump. I could see it when you walked past. I bet you shocked some of those stewardesses up front."

"It happens sometimes."

Tricia put her hand under the blanket.

"God, it's so hard," she said.

The gentle heat of her hand surged through his jeans. She squeezed and stroked her hand up and down.

"You're so big."

Andy was tense all over, squeezing the arms of the seat.

"Thanks," he said.

Tricia looked up the long row of seats. There wasn't a stewardess in sight. She leaned over and whispered in his ear.

"I think I can take care of that for you. Follow me." She kissed him on the mouth and pried his lips apart with her tongue and slipped it into his mouth. She pulled away.

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