All the other parts were also sewn to Velcro so they could be changed as needed.There were six from customs who went up the stairs into the 747 with L...rrie and me. They started down the aisle first, stamping passports as they went and we followed. Thirty minutes later we were done and the seventy five from Morton were finding seats. All the gear had been stowed in the baggage compartments, including mine along with Malinda’s, Hanna’s and their camera men.There were the final hugs and passionate. I was surprised to see the plane was less than half full and even more surprised as I saw you making you way down the aisle towards the back of the plane where I had taken up a seat all to myself. There were plenty of empty rows and empty seats, so when you asked if anyone was sitting on my row, I was quite surprised. I watched as you placed your luggage into the overhead bin, your short skirt inching up your bare legs in a most provocative manner. You closed the bin door and sat in the aisle. ”She started with my belt. Once it was loose, my shirt was slowly unbuttoned as she rubbed her finger nails across my chest. She pulled the shirt off me and then went back to my pants, on her knees, fondling me, before the zipper was down, then off with the shoes and socks. Back to my zipper, it slowly came down as she rubbed her crotch. Finally, my pants fell to the carpet. I stood totally still as all this transpired.Finally, my boxers came down and my cock went into her mouth. I stepped out. Laughing, I stiffened my tongue and poked it right past his puckered sphincter. Then I started pumping it in and out, the same way that Bruce wanted to fuck my mouth. As I licked he continued to jack me off. I licked until I came in his hand. Then Bruce turned around and sat on my chest facing my head. After he made me lick my cum off his hand, he fed me his big eight inch-plus dick and started fucking my mouth again. I suppose his legs got tired because he rolled off of me and on to his back..