‘Hey, you fall asleep?’ she said, snapping me out of my reverie. ‘How about a little service here? Before I burn to a crisp.’ ‘Huh? Oh, sorr....’ I got up and bent over her. There were so many places that I wanted to begin that I couldn’t choose, so I just closed my eyes and squirted a big glop of lotion between her shoulder blades. Sharon squealed and for a flash I thought she was going to jump up and give me the full view of those magnificent tits. As it was, I could already see quite a bit of. She said she had just gotten over a real tough divorce and that she was kind of put out with all the problems of travel and the divorce, that her husband left her for a 19 yo k**. She said that she hadn't had sexy for more than six months I suggested that we should do something about it she said here I answered that we had blankets and we were alone at the back of the plane she got this really big smile said she had never done it on an airplane before I said it was easy all we had todo was. I let out a cry but it was a feeble attempt. “BITCH!” and another punch to my head. I saw stars again. He grabbed my hair, pulling my head up “OPEN!” I did and now my panties were being shoved half way down my throat. “Roll her over.” Now lying on my stomach his hands were on my ass cheeks, spreading them. “I told you to shut the fuck up!” A tearing, burning sensation filled my body. Please let me pass out. One of the thickest cocks I have ever had in my ass was now ripping me. We spent the rest of the day just talking, sort of feeling each otherout you might say. When he left that day he did not kiss me, we kissedeach other. For the next month we saw each other about two or three times a week. Healmost always brought me something feminine. He even brought me severalbras my size, oh! How different it felt wearing a bra that fit right. Webecame what I liked to call, "House bound lovers." We never went out ofthe house but we did become as intimate as two can be.