June 15, 1994, Aboard a 747 bound for JapanI walked down the Jetway and onto the plane, and was directed by a cabin steward to the stairs and walked u... them to find my seat, 12-A, a window seat in the second row counting back from the front bulkhead. A stewardess helped me stow my bag in the luggage bin, and after removing my book, a pack of chewing gum, and a bag of cough drops, I sat down. I accepted the offer of champagne as well as a glass of orange juice, and adjusted the tray for her to. “Like watching me blowing another man while you are fucking me Marco? Is it good for you? Ever had that before?” Jodi teases.“I can still remember him fucking me the last time while my previous man was watching. He was very good. We fucked for almost an hour.“Does that make you jealous?”“Yes it does,” he grunts as I watch him fucking Jodi, with my cock in her mouth, in an absolute frenzy, with long very fast strokes with the full length of his cock as he supports himself on his hands with arms. As they moved around the floor dancing, Marlene saw Antonio sitting on the bed watching them. He was not jealous or envious; he was rather mesmerized with the view. His distraction was so complete that he had allowed his erection to show and Marlene could see the wet stain in his stretched out brief, where the tip of his penis was pushing forth. To prevent the exciting rubbing of Carlos's chest against her nipples she decided to just hang her arms around his neck and just pressed her bare. Star struck I think was the term as I watched her wash all the smells of sex off her, and even though I stood up I she started splashing me with water encouraging me to wash with her I just stood there like a grinning idiot until she was done and got a towel from the rail and bring it around me she re-entered the area where the water was still splashing down, soaking the towel and making me start to get rid of the smells that were surrounding me. Then as though she wanted to torture me for all.