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We did did have some supporters in the first couple rows who clapped and high five us on the way back to our seat. Everyone on the plane was asleep. I lifted my fingers to his neck, tracing the collar of his shirt, then the veins, bulging and warm in his Mile high sex stories. Ever since I was a teenager Airplanes fascinated me and, so Mile high sex stories the thought of having sex in the air. Spoilers, it was gum but the initial scare got us good. Props to my boy Steve for sending this in and restoring my faith in the possibility of fucking on the open skies.