I knew there was no way I'd be getting any rest during this trip, so I searched for things to occupy my mind and time. I flicked through the in-flight...magazine, pulled out my phone and tried listening to music, but nothing could hold my attention for too long. My mind refused to stop focusing on every little sound around me, every little jolt of the plane. And with that came the terrifying, unwanted thoughts of what could happen if we suddenly plummeted to the ground."Can you please stop moving. I didn't realize but I had my hand down my pants!She runs her hand over mine and asks if I enjoyed the show?I did!On the way home I was so horny. I wanted to tell my husband about it but couldn't. It was a bit late when I got home the k**s were already in bed and hubby was in the shower. I stripped and got in with him and started to seduce him.We started to have sex and the whole time I was thinking of what it would be like to have that big black dick in me. It was to much and I started cum. He. Sorry I did not mean to be so graphic.”“It’s okay, Mom. They are just words. I have heard them before.”I had to pause to wipe my eyes on John’s t-shirt again. “I figured he is young and excited, and now the real fun starts. But no, he gets up, puts his pants on, looks at his god damn watch, and says he has to go. I have never been so humiliated in all my life. How am I going to face him at work? I feel like such an easy mark.”John hugged me tighter, “Just like all the other times, you faced. " Good, but put your face back down there," she commanded me too, shoving my head back down there.That got John to giggle somewhat, but then his hand came over to me. I took his hand in mine, and we fucked her nipples as much as we could as we held hands. So, we were a cheating union, so to speak.Both of us looked at each other and up at her numerous times when our eyes opened. When we closed our eyes, we inevitably focused on pleasing Vicky the most we could. Judging by all the rubbing, she.