How many times have you fantasised about fucking me? How many times have you had a wank thinking about sticking your cock in my mouth,my pussy or mayb... somewhere else?"I just sat there in silence, not quite believing what I was hearing. I'd never ever heard someone talk like this. So candid, so beautifully open and honest."How many times then? Come on, be honest with me, because I've been fantasising about you doing all sorts of things to me. I've been playing with myself, imagining you sucking. As I watch the cluster to my left, things began developing. The cunt-muncher lifted up, and began fucking the woman’s pussy. The two guys behind her were now standing, moving her head from side to side to service their dicks. The guy who been seated in the row before her, moved into the aisle next to her, and was encouraging her to play with his cock. The man who had been seated several seats away had also joined the action, as was presumably being serviced by her other hand. Two of the other. "You seen a lot of cocks? You like it? You want to see it up close, like maybe real up close?" I look at the other men standing around "Yes," I answered, "to all questions; however, I would rather feel it, and then look at." I had never been this bold in my life, but I was also determined that I would not be a victim.The pisser and the other men were stunned. They stood silent for a moment. "You can feel it," the pisser countered,” with your mouth, but then you have to the same to them." He. 30pm, I decided to shower again and after towelling down put on the new boxers and liberally splashed the aftershave everywhere including the crack of my ass, helped myself to a large Malt and settled back onto the bed to wait, sure enough just after the allotted time the door lock whirred and in she walked she looked over but said nothing, she was wearing a crew neck sweater, jeans and a short leather coat, her face was pretty and her long hair was tied back in a pony tail, She went to the.