When I arrived at the gate area I looked at the sign above the desk and saw that the flight was headed to Sacramento via Chicago. a closer look reveal...d that the flight was running late. it was to have left at 1:45 pm and was now delayed to 2:20 pm. this meant i had at least 30 minutes to enjoy the 'scenery'.I tried not to be too obvious, but I scanned the gate area to see where she had gone. she settled in the middle of a row to the right of the gate and, as (good) luck would have it, there. It wasn't important. Just seeing her smiling, happy face was more than enough. That she seemed to be paying me close attention was making my pulse race faster than it had for a long while. My wife and I hadn't had a good time out in so long, I'd pretty much forgotten what it was like. That was the last time I thought of Sherrie that night.As we were making our way to the door at closing time, I saw Melissa and Cal also leaving and I bulled my way through the crowd to get close to them. I. Eventually she was ready. Funnily enough it was only now that Fitz was drawing the tattoo by the side of her pussy that she thought of her husband Phil. It wasn’t a good thought either. She had just had the best sex ever with a huge cock. Her husband’s dick was tiny, not even four inches fully hard. He also hated body art, tattoos and piercings. Steph was about to get a tattoo drawn by the man who fucked her. Steph was euphoric. Fitz had used her but she had enjoyed it immensely. As he began. And let him model some.I told him to come up to the wheel house around midnight and I would be the only one on watch. He showed up and I had several panties for him to try on. I had told Katharine to show up 30 minutes later. As he was walking around in front of me, his cock rigid in the panties and an obvious wet spot from where he was leaking precum, the wheel house door suddenly opened, and his wife strolled in. She had on a mini-skirt, high heels, and her hard nipples made it clear she.