So thick and veiny and so so hard. I took it back in my mouth and tried to take it deep but it was so thick. I took his hand and put it on the back of...my head and he got the idea.He pushed me down on it. I felt him entering my throat, stretching it. He pushed more. It hurt and I knew my throat would be sore the next day but I needed it. I needed his perfect black cock deep inside my whore throat. I gagged hard, saliva shooting out the corners of my mouth and some out my nose I'll I felt his. “And I thought you said this wasn't sexual” I said still grinning at John“ Well it depends on the passenger I guess” replied John, still looking a little sheepish even as I slid my hand under his belly towards his hardening dick.At this Mary visibly relaxed and smiled at me, blue eyes and bronzed breasts shining, giving me permission to engage her husband.“So” I said “how bi are you John?”“pretty much as bi as they come I reckon” he said, looking straight back at me now“You mind if I test. When she walked into the room I saw that she had changed. Now, she wore cut off shorts and a pullover top. Both defined her femininity without question. Her breasts were full and swayed with every step while her long legs supported feminine hips and a narrow waist. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. I felt things rising again but she ignored that and simply began to coat me with a foul smelling cream. Her fingers reached every part of me as I stood in silence, hoping that I would not. Unfortunately, that was when an Icelandic volcano was erupting and spewing ash into the sky along our flight path. So normally a 6 pm Friday night departure out of New York was being pushed back, and back, and back until finally just before midnight they called off the flight.After they rolled the triple seven back to the gate they announced we could go pick up our luggage and we would try again the next evening. So as a flight full of people we trundled off to the baggage carousels. All the.