Something in my brain said 'hospital and then other sounds crashed in. The soft whisper of ventilation, distant voices, a television set, and at least...two radios set on different stations.There was a sensation of light low on the horizon and I realized it was just the bottom of my eyelid as it tried to open. Instead of black, everything was now a deep, smoky, gray. My eyes fluttered and finally opened. Everything was blurred but I could just make out the shadowy shapes of two people standing in. Even my friend who is a smoker had slight problems. Until that moment, we hadn’t noticed that the crew was in the least upset. The rest of the flight proceeded in a very depressed, strange atmosphere. You usually can overhear other conversations on these flights. People almost always talk about their vacations. There is normally a certain mood: many are sad that their vacation has ended, others are happy that they’re finally going home. This was completely missing here. Everyone seemed to be. She said she had been interested in Mark for a few years but he'd been under age. I heard a truck pull in and then there was a knock on the door. Mark said the UPS guy has a package that needed signed for. I told him I'd be right there, and as I got dressed I knew I wouldn't be back to bed. After signing for the package my sense of smell kicked in and noticed the bacon smell permeating the house. I met Jessica on the way to the kitchen where Mark was making breakfast. As he moved about I could. "Oh--okay," I shakily say before they all laugh seductively. Catepillar pulls me down so that I am perched over his hard cock yet as much as I want, he will not slip it inside of my wet pussy. He kisses my neck slowly before moving his lips to mine, his tongue swirling inside of my mouth. I moan as his tongue mimics the thrusting motion of a cock and instantly I know that my only salvation is that strap on. I pull away from Catepillar and turn to face Shroo with her thick hard strap on dangling.