And grope I did.Fondling the two tits, both attractive and inviting, but both so obviously different made my cock lurch in response. Mom’s tit was f...rm and perky. Sasha’s boob was bigger and much heavier.The kissing forgotten for now, I fondled both tits, jiggling them in my hands in order to feel the difference in weight. I took a nipple of each, pinched them, and tugged them upwards. Both of my mothers squealed a little in response.I think it was the difference in their weights that really. Then Rhonda took the front and Shelly took the rear as they kissed down her warm, soft body. Both of their mouths worked her over.Jennifer was near collapse as a tongue penetrated her anus and another worked into her dripping vagina. She held Rhonda's shoulders and pushed her hips forward then backward unsure which felt the best. Shelly had a special way to suck her ass. It was apparent that she had done this many times before. However, Rhonda's somewhat inexperienced tongue also felt wonderful. I said, ‘I want to do this properly. I’ve never been to bed with a man before, oh I’ve had sex but never like this. I’ve never asked for it.’ Did I say that? ‘I can’t believe I just said that,’ I was all confused and embarrassed now, ‘what I mean is, oh don’t laugh at me, what I mean is, is, is . . .’ He saved me, ‘Ssshhh,’ he said putting his finger gently on my lips, ‘I think I know what you mean. You want to do it all properly, bedroom, preparation, etc. Yes?’ ‘Yes,’ I said, ‘that’s how I. The simile of the "cock-pit" was as old as flying, but hearing it from this hot looking young charter jock stirred something inside of me.He was slightly under six feet in height, no more that 180 pounds, about 33" at the waist, and looked to be in his early twenties; but these droll specifications slipped into insignificance against the background of the magnificent 7"+ shaft that I'd seen moments ago retracted into to the warmth and comfort of his 501's.Having no passengers to afford.