elliot-wolf - July 10, 2017
There are those of us that believe sex strictly falls under "at home activities" with the most hanky panky adventuring outside of that maybe being a spontaneous car session. I believe whatever space two consenting adults can fit in, they can also bang in, even if that space is a glorified porta-potty 39,000 feet in the air. The mile high club's existence frequently gets questioned about its actual authenticity about as much as Bigfoot and the Loch Ness Monster. However, this once believed urban legend scenario has received visual confirmation as The Mile High Club has recently just inducted two of its newest members on a Virgin Atlantic flight.
Seen on the video, accommodatingly recorded by a total rando, are two passengers exiting the tiny room. The woman leaves first with a poker face so as not to allude to any funny business that may or may not have went on just short of her departure. The man makes his way out after as not to alarm anyone to the presence of sausage being served onboard in the restroom, but his cheeky grin gives all that away. Yes while the glorious opportunity to whisk through the air in a cabin full of strangers to your destination is a modern convenience, nothing really says convenience like being able to bone wherever you please. But this video honestly leaves me with some questions. Aero-Darwinism specifically states that economy class contestants shall fight for seats closest to first class being that they board right after GI Joe and the individuals who always get the best parking only everywhere in America. What are the chances that this man just happened to be seated next to the restroom and was filming at just the right time? It’s a true conspiracy in the extra friendly skies.
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