I found my shirt and jeans lying nearby. I picked it up and realized one of the guys must have thought it funny to wipe off on it after finishing. The...collar had a few stains on it as well, drippage from my first eager partner. My jeans didn’t look much better, I had some memory of not removing my pants right away. Several of the guys had already finished before I got to take them off. The cum had run down my legs in to my pants that were only pushed down as far as my knees. I lay back on the. Finally, I sit down in front of her, looking into her tear-filled eyes.?Aww, does that hurt?? I ask, as gently as I can,?Omph!.. Uuff!.. Uuuuh-huuuuh?? ?What is that? Are you saying you want to get fucked now?? ?Uuh huuuh, uh huuuh? she mumbles, nodding her head intensely. ?Not yet, you fucking whore? *slap!* *slap!* ?But perhaps its time to up the ante a little?Having said that, I grab some scissors and walk behind her, to start cutting away her skirt and her top. ?We wont need these anymore?.. He sighed, opening his eyes and looking down at me."You're not gonna let me sleep, are you?"I bit my lip. "Can... Can you just talk to me? Distract me or something?" Once again, the plane jolted.Matt looked like he wanted to say no, but I must have looked truly panicked, because he relented, sitting up a little taller in his seat. "Fine. What do you wanna talk about?"I said the first thing that randomly came to mind. "How is college?"He barked out a quiet laugh. "Suddenly you're interested in. We chatted and drank a few beers, a few other mates arrived and we had some fun together, but I was engrossed in guilt by the time I had to go home. On a few occasions, my mates even asked whether I was feeling okay. I just nodded.All I could think of was Melissa masturbating, sucking my cock and swallowing my load with the utmost pleasure on her face.I sneaked back into the house at around ten past eleven. I must have waited outside for ages; it was an attempt to ensure that Melissa had gone.