Her partner was about 50 or more also over weight anddressed the same. They looked like French gypsies andalthough I speak French I couldn’t und...rstand a word theysaid between themselves. I helped put their bags abovestored away safely and they thanked me both.I read my book and ignored them for the next half-houruntil the ticket inspector opened the door and came inasking for tickets. I showed him mine with no problem butthe lady’s didn’t have any and tried to talk him. John put on a porno and before too long cocks were out and cunts being rubbed. There was some good looking woman on their knees sucking cock and not their partners. A woman came over and sat next to me. Not bad looking, but definitely in her 70’s. “Why isn’t your cock out?” she asked putting her hand on my crotch. I told her to get it out if she wanted. She very quickly undid my jeans and got her hands on my cock. “Ummm, nice young cock” she said. She was naked but not as full of wrinkles as I. Already the first night alone at home, I started to think about Huma. What if she was here with me, I would seduce her, kiss her lips and remove her scarf to see her lovely black long hair spread out and flow along the length of her back.Just as I was thinking about Huma, the phone rang, I thought it would be my wife Uzma but to my surprise I heard Huma’s soft and kind of sexy voice and the way she says “Bhai” oh god such a turn on I wish I could grab her right then. She asked “saab theek toh. It seemed that the further she went, and the more aroused she was, the tighter her belts became. They were constricting around her limbs and torso, like wet leather drying in the sun, or as if some invisible force were tightening them like a noose. Her thick thighs were now squeezed so tightly that her pale, almost blue flesh was pressing between the belts like dough. It looked uncomfortable, it would surely be painful to move as the heavy belts would pinch her, but she did not seem deterred in.