Her need overcame caution and she slowly slid her hands under the blankets and down her stomach. When she reached her groin, she found that the gusset...of her panties was soaked. She pressed the material into her swollen lips and moaned quietly. She used her middle finger to slide up and down the groove as she spread her legs. Finally, she pushed her sweatpants and panties down her thighs and off. Quickly, her fingers went back to her swollen sex. It was so unlike her to masturbate. She could. “NO!” she said. “Look at the girls in your magazine.”“Please?” he begged. “I am showing you my cock. And you must like it because you are caressing your thighs over there.”She instinctively jerked her hands off of her legs. After a few seconds, she turned slightly towards Shawn, “Okay, you can see.”She started to stand up, but saw the stewardess coming towards them. She quickly pulled Shawn’s blanket over his lap. The stewardess asked them if they needed anything. They told her that they were. I had strapped my seat belt on, but only over my chest (I sat on the lap part of the belt so I could take my pants off, but covered my chest with the strap in case the police came by – no need to give them a stupid reason to pull me over with what I wanted to do!). I was stopped at a red light with little traffic, so I pulled my jacket off and put it on my passenger seat, quickly put my car in park and pulled my shoes off and took my pants off, leaving them at my feet so I could quickly put. I knew that could not happen. The second feeling that I had was excitement; I could see more juice than I ever thought would be there. In the dark I had not looked at it before and the other times I used it, I never looked at it like this. I was amazed as to just how much it that I had up inside of me. I stopped pulling it out and I had to watch it go back inside of myself, I had to. Doing it again gave me that filling feeling but I wanted to see just how much of this very long, very fat dick.