The Sunday afternoon flight gets me in in time to leisurely drive to the hotel, check in and then grab a nice dinner before relaxing for the evening i... preparation for a set of four ten hour days. Unfortunately, the planes were alway packed, and with my six foot two frame, the flights were two hours of cramped discomfort. Most of the time, my row companions were as big or bigger than me which made the trips doubly uncomfortable. The flight this past Sunday was different in a glorious way. The. ” I laid my right hand on top of hers as it moved up and down between her legs. “I wish my hands could please you the way yours do,” I said. “Oh, they do,” Vanessa assured me, “they do, but in a different way. Time to change hands so I don’t get R.S.I.” With this she removed her right hand and replaced it with her left. “Want to taste my pussy juice?” she asked, holding her fingers up to my mouth. “I reckon it’s scrumptious.” I sucked her slimy fingers greedily."I don’t think you need my story. ." No..." said Bo nervously. I think this has gone far enough, I don't think- ohhhhh" his protests were replaced by moans of pleasure as Chris rubbed a lubed finger along his ass hole."You know this is what you want..." Whispered Chris. Bo whimpered. Chris began inserting the finger into Bo's ass as Jay watched delightedly."No- wait- ohhh," shouted Bo. Chris's finger felt so good inside of him. "Oh, yes, YES!" You want this, don't you?" asked Jay."YES! I want him to fuck me! YES!"Chris pulled. "Well Terry," Garry took a hefty draught of champagne. "I'm glad we came now, it's great to make new friends." Yes," I agreed. "The girls are getting on well too."He laughed as I took my tee shirt off and dropped my jeans."I'm going to sample the pool" I said and dived in, the water was still quite warm and just as I surfaced another splash told me that he'd decided to join me. Together we swam half a dozen lengths and just as I was beginning to wonder where the girls had got to, they.