Mile High Masturbation

On my flight home, I needed a way to get rid of all my pent up energy on the plane. Once the seat belt sign was off, I took my chance and snuck to the airplane bathroom to release some tension. The stewardess was feet from the door and was bound to hear any heavy breathing or soft moaning. Biting my lip, I fingered myself frantically, getting off on the risk and letting the motion of the plane work to my advantage, humping and rocking with the turbulence. I came quickly, desperately holding back moans of pleasure, knowing that the stewardess was waiting right outside the door for me to exit. Wonder what the look on her face will be when I leave the bathroom?