Walking the isle on an inward bound flight from Singapore to London, I caught a teenage boy jacking-off to a hand-held device, showing porn.The isle w...s dark so it was easy to spot him through the illumination from his 4" screen and badly placed blanket.His pants were at his ankles and his bare ass was visable, side on, as the blanket had shifted to expose hid flank.He was in the second back row, beside the galleys, and only a girl was on the same row but across the isle, streched out and. He wanted to see how she reacted. Even though she gagged and almost threw up, she managed to keep it in. Liam was in heaven from the feeling of his dick rubbing against her small, soft, velvety tongue. “Move your head back and forth” Liam groaned. “Place your left hand on my balls and squeeze them while stroking the rest of my cock with your right hand. Sophia did as she was told and began to stroke him with her hands hoping that would please him enough. Sophia could only move her head forward. As I was putting the pants on the hanger, he emerged from the shower room. He had only a towel around his waist. I don't know who was more surprised, he or I. My eyes were instantly drawn to the opening in front of the towel. His cockhead was peeking out. Not even hard, the head was the fattest that I had ever seen. I guess my staring gave me away, because he said, "like what you see bitch?" I was instantly turned on by his language. I could only nod as I slowly dropped to my knees, never. Strands catch gold in the street lamp light. ‘No, it’s just…’ I apologize and the spot where his hand was feels cold now. He lies back, arms flopping beside him. ‘Forget it. Just… forget it.’ I find it strange how defeated he sounds. ‘I’m sorry,’ I say because I don’t know what else I can say. I know I don’t want to tell him how electric my body still feels from his fingers. ‘It’s just…’ He takes a deep breath. An important breath, by the sounds of it. ‘I just… I had this notion, this thought.