" When I came to visit you overseas I had a layover for a few hours at JFK. Even though I was wearing a very short skirt, I carried a large coat becau...e it was cold where you were. As I sat there waiting, I started to relax for the first time in days. I had a boarding pass and you were on the other end. I had been without sex for four months and knew that was going to end soon." I started to relax and as the anticipation started to set in, I started to very carefully rub myself through my dress. Everyone had an envelop under their chair which had the number of their turn (to fuck me). The person one number ahead could be asked to help with my bonds and with the permissions of that number, could use my mouth. The person whose turn it was, was only allowed to fuck me.Then Adam said it was time to get this show under way.... who is Number One?The guys in front of me, the ones that I could see, reached under their chairs and pulled out their envelopes. They were all shaking their heads,. She didn't stop at all, I was in heaven from the pleasure she was giving me as well as me looking down and seeing her pretty face as my dick stretched her sweet mouth. Her eyes were closed and she had no plan to stop.The cum started to rise towards it's exit as my breathing picked up. My eyes closed as I tried to concentrate on not cumming but my minds eye only contained the last thing I saw which was Cindy's sweet mouth stretched over my dick and all I could imagine was the cum spurting from. While Carol and I waited for the food, we sipped our beers and I looked around. Between us and the pool tables at the other end were four or five tables and a scattering of old fashioned bent wood soda fountain chairs. The tables, some round, some square, were all covered with red and white checkered oil cloth wiped clean so many times white spots erased the original pattern. Each held a six pack beer carton whose divisions held the condiments. The standard ketchup and mustard were there but.