The buzzing sound became very loud now and the pressure on my clit and asshole was insane. ‘Please stop..’ I spoke weakly wriggling on my bed.‘D... you really want me to stop huh’ Dhanwarlal smirked watching the vulgar display on his screen. I soon realized that I was highly excited now and nearing orgasm. I kept my mouth and eyes shut and simply kept clutching the bedsheet and pillows. The waves of pleasure started crawling over my body and suddenly I found myself grabbing my boobs while slowly. The flight lecture was given. Drinks and dinners were passed around.Finally the cabin lights went out and the babble died down. Here and therea reading light glowed. Our section stayed shadowed, quiet save for theslight sounds of people shifting in various attempts to sleep. Throughall this, I had said not a word to my seatmate. We sat in silence, shegazing out her portal where the jet pod occasionally sparked the dark,and I, aware of her every breath. I felt, rather than saw, her shiver. I. Bill Simpson chose to read "Casey at the Bat," a hackneyed choicethat might have caused some teachers to grade him down for the use ofsuch a popular poem. Bill was embarrassed, I could tell, at having to recite poetry, which Iam sure he thought to be "girly." Thus the choice of "Casey" seemed tosatisfy his sense of masculinity. Bill was a wannabe athlete, I couldtell, since he was a beefy youngster who was not on any of the sportsteams. He was embarrassed by that, I'm sure, and tried always. "Be careful, Henry. We have to take the children to the park tomorrow!"Sam's father grunted his assent to her mother. He knew that hisposition on the trip would be a token gesture. Sam almost sighed aloud.She noticed that her penis had shrunk back down to a manageable size,only in noticing this she made the fatal mistake of thinking about itonce more. Penises, when thought about by their owners, have anirritating tendency to grow, and Sam tried heroically to divert herattention to her.