Now hands were running a warm wet cloth over my cock and the burning sensation was gone. A string was instead wound around my balls and the base of m... cock. They were wound tighter and tighter and just as the cock in my ass began to slide out, soft hair slid sensually over my abs and then my cock felt the moist pleasure of a mouth, swallowing me!! A few seconds later, my cock was pulsing into the moist piece of heaven as the tip of my cock became wedged in the throat of the woman.It was then. Will it hurt when you fuck me?”“Shut up, I am not going to fuck you. I just want you to play with my cock for a while.”“You want to fuck me, I know you do, that is why you are so hard and wet.”“I told you I am not going to fuck you.”“Will you at least stroke me too? I stroke my pussy when I am alone and I really enjoy it. But I bet it’s much better if you do it for me. My pussy gets wet too when I am excited you know. I bet my pussy gets wetter than your cock. Is that to make it slippery so. I’m still wet. And waiting is only making me want it more. I need his touch again - for longer. And rougher. I don’t want to be rude by leaving, but my friends know Joe and I are horndogs. Always wanting to fuck. I corner him in the kitchen and reach down, lifting the weight of his dick and balls in my hand, pressing myself against them. Joe lets out a big breath, “Baby.” “Let’s go outside,” I say, pushing myself against him and grabbing his ass. He follows me out, lifting my skirt and reaching. Tom started with the checklist, and finally started all engines. Everything checked out and the engines were shut down.Robert and the rest of the team arrived and boarded for departure. Sarah and Injerd taxied to the runway, the engines looked and sounded perfect even as they took off. They set the auto pilots and headed for Santiago, Chile. John Adams sat at the maintenance center console checking the navigation system and insuring all was good. The flight was normal, and four hours into the.