I took a seat next to her. I knew I didn’t have much time and had to break the ice soon.I started the conversation by blaming the airline and their ...uch chaotic management. She replied to my comment and said that now it will get really late by the time we reach Pune. We introduced ourselves but there was no way I could progress our conversation in any manner other than formal.After half an hour, the airline announced that the flight was cancelled and they are accommodating us in the morning. “See you at work tomorrow,” he said, standing up to get dressed.Still not recovered from the intensity of the orgasms and the choking, I only managed to answer, “Mm-hmm.”It wasn’t until I heard the front door close that I regained a feeling of normalcy.“Shit, I gotta try to make it out to the show,” I thought.I quickly got dressed and fixed my makeup and hair before leaving the house. Luckily, the event wasn’t too far away, and I could possibly make it in time to see the finale.When I arrived,. I eat my own shit nearly every day and although I enjoy it, nothing is better than someone especially women kneeling over my face and taking a dump straight in my mouth.I‘ve been eating shit for over 50 years ago since I was about 10 years old and shortly afterwards I ate shit from anybodies arse who would shit in my mouth, of course I would drink piss from a cunt or cock to flush the shit down my toilet throat. My preference is to eat shit from a woman but shit has the same wonderful taste. I was on a sheltered stretch of deck, out of the wind, and I could really feel the warmth. Seattle was never quite warm enough. Here it could almost be too hot, but I liked it, even if the sun made me blink. I looked towards the front of the boat and saw Gary standing there in the wind. I was hungry, but I decided to go up and say hello.There's a strong breeze at the bow, and more of a sense of motion than the big boat gives generally. And the wind is loud in your ears. I knew I'd have to speak.