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"What have you brought for us, Laila?" Vishous asked while biting the top of Ava's heavy boob harshly, making her cry out loudly and leaving a red bruise on her silky skin.

The air hostess smiled and lifted up the lid of the tray that she had brought in the trolley. The sweet smell of chocolate surrounded the air, mingling with the musky scent of arousal.

"The chocolate lava cake, sir. Just as you had ordered." Laila responded with a professional smile.

A smile lit up Vishous' face. Motioning with his finger for Laila to get closer to them, his hand slipped down to the crack of Ava's ass, down to her little fuck hole from behind.

Ava hid her face in Vishous's neck as she could not bear the eyes of the air hostess watching both of them like a hawk.

As the air hostess bent down to her waist, she already knew what Vishous wanted from her. Suddenly Vishous' thumb presssed down and the pressure rip Ava's panty from behind.