" I was nostranger to having a drink before flying, hopeful that it would take theedge off my nervousness. But I never really found it helpful. Howeve..., Ididn't want to be rude by rejecting it.The drink she prepared for me was definitely unusual, both the sight andsmell of it. In the clear plastic cup, the drink's pale purple color wasobvious. It almost looked like diluted grape soda. Despite this, I foundit oddly appealing. I brought the cup up to my face and inhaled. Apleasant, sweet smell. We kept fucking like that to our mutual pleasure and I noticed Jeremy looking fascinated at my bouncing boobs as I continued to jump up and down his cock. Our eyes locked once again in an intense sexual stare and I sped up my riding of his cock.I moaned aloud once again and ran my fingers through his dark hair as he leaned down and took my nipple in his mouth. I gasped in surprise as I continued to embrace his dick with every downward motion.Jeremy kept sucking my tit to my delight then stopped. Milling around inside there was no one that took my fancy. The men mainly looked like middle-aged straight guys, out on the prowl for a cheap thrill. Shortly, Petrie ushered me into a booth and after inserting a few tokens we began watching a porn movie on the television, standing side by side. A short while later I observed a pair of lips at one of the gloryholes.“Do you want to go first?” Petrie asked.“No, you go for it,” I replied.“Take your pants and underpants off,” Petrie suggested as he. "No secrets in this house, I thought."I used to swallow it by the quart in college," Mom explained. "I would sleep with it in my hair. I love cum."Thus motivated, Dad and I looked at each other, and immediately unzipped. We both jerked off on Mom, who promised to wear our cream pie all day – but Mary Ann spoiled our fun by arriving shortly thereafter and licking her clean.PART TWO: THE CONTESTAll the sex at my age and largely giving up dope had served to make my body a virtual cum producing.