I had only stroked it a couple of times when I heard someone whisper hey boy. I looked all around then I saw a hole in the partition between stalls. I...noticed all kind of graffiti written around the hole, like let me suck you off, stick it here. Now even back then us boys knew what a blow job was. The guy said if you push your dick through the hole, I will give you 2$. I whispered back what for, he said let me help you with that hard on. My mind was racing, and I wanted that 2dollars. So, I. "Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum" she chanted, transfixed by their race to climax. "Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum." She chanted louder. From time to time, droplets of fluid, be it sweat or vaginal lube or who knew what, fell onto her face and body. She didn't flinch. "Cum. Cum. Cum" She was shouting now, punctuating each meaty slap of colliding flesh with a shout to the heavens. "Cum. Cum. Cum!"Sensing the end was near but without conscious plans, Stacy reached up with both hands and stroked Betty's tense thighs and. By the time Arun got his shorts off, his mother had nothing on her body. Her red strapless bra was already taken away inside the plane. And the pair of brown panties, she was forced to wear, by the pilots, was taken off by her, when she sat in the reception, itself, as Arun filled the check-in form.Sitting in the chair, next to him, she pulled down her dirty, yet soaked, underwear. And left it on Arun’s shorts, over his crotch, greatly surprising him. He was never used to this kinky twisted. I teased her that we would need maternity chain mail for my wives now, and was smacked playfully in the arm for it.Two days later, we were back in Khambhat, ensconced in the spacious home of the former governor. Madhu finally got up the courage that night to come to me--twice. Even though she was sore in the morning, she had the easily recognizable dreamy look on her face at breakfast and looked ready to drag me back to the bedroom again when I groped her delectable, nubile body while kissing.