Mama had me cumming to America, literally. She and I are both full blooded French whores more likely to clean out your balls than your book shelf. On the plane ride over as a young girl, Mama had somehow only bought a ticket for her and none for me. She told me I had to earn my own, so I’d best get creative. What better way to get free passage than to entertain the all male flight staff? Mama presented me at the gate, and they went to get the pilot and his cock crew.
When the pilot got a look at my sweet tight body and my wet bald pussy, he was damn near drooling in his seat. They beckoned me up into the cock pit, and Mama didn’t see very much of me after that. She had to wait a while as I made it through customs; after the pilot and co pilot told them I choked dick down and didn’t know enough English to ask them to stop, every one wanted a ride on the hot French filly fresh off the tarmac.
French kissing was all the rage, and I was made to kiss the mouths, ass holes, cocks, and cunts of every employee at that dinky airport, every time we landed. Mama was hot with attention herself. In the end, I was pretty much cumming or taking cum every second of my immigration to America.