The licking went on for a while when the guy behind me stopped and a couple of seconds later started rubbing my ass and hole again but this time I fel... something wet being rubbed around and figured it was lube of some kind, assuming he was going to start fingering me. But immediately I felt something hard push against me but too low as it pushed more against my balls. It dawned on me that this guy was planning to fuck me, so I reached around with my other hand, grabbed the base of his cock and. Shit. Here I go again, trying to get you to understand how frustrated I am! I'm only in my early 40s. I'm not dead yet." What is that supposed to mean?" It means that I'm not an old man. I still have real sexual desire and I want to express it with my wife. And my wife has no interest in engaging with me in that way." That's just not true. Honey, didn't we do it just a few days ago?" No! Allison ... a few days ago? It was 2 weeks ago! And it felt like you weren't even there!" Of course, you. I asked her for a drink and she asked me if I could help her getting the bottle down from the top shelf. Since I am tall, I was like why not? She took me to the back of the plane. Most of the other passengers were sleeping. As I reached up to fetch the bottle, she held me from behind and slowly started kissing me. I asked her what she was doing. She drew the curtain and asked me to follow her to the toilet. I took one big shot of vodka and went after her to the toilet. We closed the door and I. But then this crazy feeling came. I started laughing for no reason. Oh my, I felt so dizzy. I was feeling it all. The beer and weed. It was starting to get too much. “I'm going home”“Ah come on dude. Stay awhile” Kasper handed me another beer and passed the joint to me. “Puff puff pass little wanker” While I inhaled the smoke from the joint. It was all going in slow motion. I could see they pointed at my feet and laughed so much. I passed it on. And tried to drink some of my beer. But just fell.