You tell those bloody buggers..." He paused a moment. "If that plane moves one inch onto the runway I shall have you arrested for air piracy. You will...wait until we get there. I don't give a shit what that damned fookin' yank son of a bitch says nor how many fookin' papers the barstid has. You wait until we arrive. I am the one in charge of Hundley Great Britain, not some mindless cunt from America. Call airport security and have them held." He was livid as he disconnected.His voice squeaked. He held her close. Her head rested on his shoulder. She gently wrapped her arms around him and started crying. It was as if a dam had burst. Once she started, she couldn’t stop. She had lost her lover, her house, and her past all in one night. John held her and swayed slightly. The slight rocking motion calmed her down.It took a while, but she finally collected herself. She stepped back and sat down. John handed her the box of tissues from the table. She blew her nose, wiped her eyes, and tried. “Well, hello Superman. Want a treat?”I peeked through the door and saw Sarah drop to her knees again. She was pulling a massive cock out of some blue sweat pants. She began licking the head and taking him in her mouth. I could hear him groaning and moaning as she swallowed his cock. I slid the doors apart just a little more to get a better view and saw she was standing up.“Where are you going? You’re not done yet.”“I want you to fuck this tight pussy. Superman.”She bent over the bed and I knew. “Sit down,” I whispered to him and he backed up into an armchair with his trousers and underpants round his ankles while I held tight to his cock. I crawled over to him, my tits swinging and my mouth grinning. Then I kissed his knee and licked slowly but surely up his thigh until I got to his cock. I licked up and down it’s length before taking as much as I could into my mouth--but his member was so thick! My tongue explored this beautiful young cock and my hand cradled his balls. Hunter’s eyes.