“There’s some Coke in the fridge.” “I see it. Thanks,” she replied. God has a cruel sense of humour, I reflected, the most beautiful girl ...’ve ever seen is in my house and I can’t touch her. “Oh shit,” I heard her mutter. “I spilt some on my top. Mind if I go and clean it off in your bathroom?” “Of course not. Go on,” I called back. I heard her walk to the bathroom. While she was gone I noticed she had brought her poetry book and decided to head for my bedroom to get some of my notes. The. I looked around to see if we were being watched and we seemed to be still quite alone and he without missing a snore rolled over towards me and out it came again looking as if it was smiling at me getting larger all the time! I placed my hand over it to try to keep it safe from the sun as the head was now the size of a large plum. He continued to sleep soundly and began to talk in his sleep saying, "Mavis just do what you do best spread those legs let me fuck you deep". I gently removed my hand. Placing my carry on in the overhead, I looked at his crotch, then smiled, his massive cock was showing in his pants, setting down, “Hi I’m Brenda, are you going to Chicago?” His name was Eric and I found out he lived in Chicago, and had been out here on business. I made sure he could see my tits, he was so friendly, we hadn’t even gotten all of the passengers on board, before he was touching my arm, running his finger along my bare skin. I placed my hand on his leg, squeezing it, both of us. The bestial obscenity of the huge German shepherd astride her widespread white ass-cheeks sent irresistible charges of seething passion raging through her quivering body!Then Carol saw it, and she gasped at the breathtaking sight of his glistening scarlet cock slipping out from its long furry sheath, wet and red and hard, the tapered length waggling obscenely as it inched forward, its bevel-topped head reaching and probing the wet pink slit of her feverish cunt! She felt Sultan's powerful.