She moaned and then had a moment of clarity where she froze and stiffened up."Did you put on a condom?"I didn't say a word...I pumped my cock into her...slowly deliberately."Oh no..." She whispered "...please...we have to stop." Why?" I whispered back"Because...if you cum in me, I'll probably get pregnant."I ignored her as I felt her relax underneath me. I continued to give her long strokes in and out of her moistening vagina."I'm serious..." she spoke up in between ragged breaths "...I don't. ”“Not me,” I said, “I have enough trouble looking at myself in the bathroom mirror.”She laughed at that, and the car stopped at the doorway to the jet bridge.I thanked her as I got out of the car, climbed the steps up to the jet bridge and entered the plane.When I arrived I was the only passenger on board and I took my allocated seat, 1A, at the front of the first class compartment. Within a few minutes I was joined by six others, so, unless they started upgrading Business class passengers,. I kept pushing deep inside of her, concentrating on making each stroke an artwork, a precise statement of my love for her, to be savored for an instant, and then I would try to improve upon it.Once, early on, I felt her arms clamp down against my shoulders, and I knew she'd come. I didn't slow or speed up, but kept to a deliberate pace enjoying each delicious second as I roused her. I knew I was arousing Mary, I could feel it in her body; I loved the sensation, knowing it was me, Tom Ferguson,. She was trying to touch his body intentionally in meanwhile when he was about to rinse the foam I saw her taking the water pipe and started making him wet, he was trying to hide himself first but when he saw hiding was impossible as she was just behind him, so instead of hiding he stepped forward and tried to snatch the water pipe from her hand but she just went pouring the water on him, while she was trying to make gap between him and herself I could see he was totally wet by then, his dick.