’ ‘Did he have any communications with anyone else, either on the drive to the airport or on the flight?’ asked Amanda. ‘He received and sent ... few text messages or e-mails from his phone, but I didn’t see them. ‘At least one of them should have been from his bank communicating that his balance has dropped below the threshold he had established before he would be notified,’ commented Elliott. ‘That’s probably true,’ agreed Jeannie. ‘About mid-flight he asked if the plane had internet access.. . shhh" the man says continuing the assault on her as his cock presses up against her lips, after titfucking her for good 5 minutes. "Mmmh mmm fuck" he moans as his cock filled her mouth and then shoved down her throat, she moaned while moving her hands to her pussy, rubbing it with such speed as she was getting wet while getting mouthfucked for good 5 minutes. "Mmh fuck im going to enjoy this" he says turning around to eat her out while his cock slid between her tits again. His tongue slaps. When I returned, all I could hear was the bed squeaking and Miss M moaning with pleasure. It was more than I could take, as I stood there with my hard cock in my hands. After a little while, I opened the door just a crack and watched as his BBC kept pounding what used to be my pussy. Miss M’s moans were of pure pleasure as she had one orgasm after another on his black cock. This drilling went on for another 10 or fifteen minutes, then he blew his seed deep in her hungry white pussy. At that. My favourite area was pretty deserted though and I strolled along the secluded paths lost in obscene thoughts. I turned a corner and there he was, right in front of me. The guy was maybe forty, short and stocky and he was holding a mack wide open. He was wearing a navy blue bra, no pants, but matching suspender belt and stockings. I was transfixed by the sight of his cock and balls. His cock was short and very thick with a large purple helmet, the foreskin pulled back by several thick rubber.