Peg the Pilot

I can’t stop thinking about this hot, young pilot I met when I was flying to Atlanta last month. He was so fit, and I could see his muscles bulging through his uniform. I wanted to bend him over the jump seat and fuck him with my sparkly, pink strap in front of everyone. I noticed a Tantus toys sticker on the inside of wallet. I saw it when he gave me his business card. Something tells me he’d like to get a hard, public pegging too.