She gasped “pleeeaase don’t hurt me!” with that he eased his grip on her neck a little, she raised her hand to his to gesture that he should le... go. He grabbed her hand objecting , thrust it back down and looked her in the eye. “NO” he growled at her.She stood trembling. Sensing her fear, the man began to stroke her hair as if to reassure her, “ now my dear, let’s be reasonable about this, you owe me, you have something I want.” She looked inquisitively at him. “want?” she enquired. “come now. I knew he was there and I had the advantage, I placed the milk bottles on the bonnet of the car and rushed at him, taken by surprise he swung the fence picket at my head but I threw my arms around him trapping his left arm between our bodies thus blocking his swing, with all the force I could muster I brought my knee up into his groin, he let a shriek and collapsed.The shop owner heard his shriek and came rushing out, "what happened Jimmy, is someone hurt?" then he saw Tiltman on the ground."He. We both fell exhausted on the bed.My husband then surprised me, saying he would love to watch me trying a black cock. I told him I had been chatting with a black man during several months; but we had never met in person.Victor then asked if I could invite him to meet…The black guy was called Trevor.He had sent me some pictures, showing a huge handsome dark skin man. I guessed he would be well hung too.We finally met him first at a nearby pub, and we all three hit it off instantly. Victor. Towel? Why the hell does she have a towel? Maybe she's gonna finish what she started. All these thoughts going through my head as she walked back to where I was seated."Here's your coffee, sir." says the stewardess, the towel draped over her arm.I take the coffee while rubbing my cock, hoping it would go down long enough for me to get up and go to the bathroom. She winks at me then turns around to head back to the front of the plane."We are prepared for take off. Everyone needs to fasten their.