Then I could feel his cock slowly pushing against my hole. Slowly he pressed in it. It hurt a little but he stopped and pulled back. Then slowly pushe... it back in. I could see our reflections in the full length minor and this seemed to turn me on even more. Then I felt him go in. Just the knob. He stopped and just left it there for a moment. My cock was hard and when I locked down between my legs, I could see tiny drops of come dripping down from my cock to the sheets. Suddenly the pressure. I slid my hand into her lap and up through the opening in the front of her skirt. She inhaled in surprise as I found her crotch, bald and naked to my touch. No panties! I gave her a couple of fast flicks with my fingers across her clit, then smoothly pulled my hand out as the stewardess rolled a cart in our direction. Elyse rearranged her skirt discreetly, giving no sign of my actions. Except for the flushed look on her face.“Look,” I said. “Let me make this a bit simpler. I wasn’t planning on. I am sure that if we were alone and in our room, those same fingers would be making the same motion against my nipples.My previous glance reveals that nobody else is around us, and I take advantage of this. I arch my back a bit as I lean forward this time, and feel my right breast "pop" out of the cup of the bikini. I somehow pretend that this has not happened, and glance into your eyes, seeing them lock onto my breast. Gravity is pulling it down, making it seem even larger then it usually is,. The New Year brought a development in the form of a young man driving Jenni home from College. She had insisted on travelling by train (there is a single-track passenger service between Ipswich and Felixstowe) and then walking if Jessica or I were not available to pick her up, the nearly two miles between the station and the Ferry. He lived in Felixstowe also; was quiet, studious, with a sense of humour, and, quite obviously, was enamoured of Jenni. She almost dragged him in to see me in.