I held her head in my hands as if trying to prevent her from pulling off of me. I didn’t need to as she stayed right on me sucking and slurping at m... for all she was worth. My head fell back with my eyes closed as she just kept right on working my shaft with her incredible mouth and throat. Finally I felt her lips slip from around my very happy shaft and I lifted my face back up and opened my eyes. ‘My god Carol…what are you doing?!’ I cried out as she straddled my hips and slipped her pussy. Petersburg Airport. The food on the plane was supposed to be their best, but believe me, I really didn't want it. It was some kind of chicken that should have been Marsala or something, but it was dry and tasteless. The ladies met me, as Nadia also met James.It was late, but we stopped at a Village Inn to feed me on the way home. I had a couple of breakfast steaks with six eggs. I even ate a piece of toast that I used to sop up the egg yolk. The girls were anxious for us to get home, so I ate. "I think my wife will have fun no matter what," Marty replied as he moved onto the bed. The rocking movements of the bed started the room spinning again. "You really wanna fuck me...," I managed to slur. Or maybe it was just me speaking in my mind because there was no answer; just my feeling of an arm snaking under my thighs and lifting my ass off the bed while a pillow was stuffed under my ass. "You're gonna have to wash that pillow case tomorrow. I get really wet." God, the spinning went on. Took a built for the 1st amendment right. My hat is off to the Bi-Polar, crazy man who had a dream what Porn should be like. Great movie is, the people VS Larry Flynt. )Now when my mom would got to work at the P/T job,& leave me with my S/F (home on disability). Left me pray for him to fill his sexual gratification, that she was not providing. When my mom would leave, my S/F take out his new magazine of Hustler. He would take me into the living room, & tell me to take my clothes off. Keep in.