He was indeed looking my way. He watched for a little while and I made sure he got a look at me walking; bending over, etc...doing my best to give a s...xy show for him. After 10 minutes or so of this his coworkers joined him in the parking lot and they were leaving...the first guy pointed me out to his friends and they started hooting and hollering "Hey Sexy" and "check out the slut" and then "It's a faggot!" "She's a He" and much laughter. I went back in disappointed. My illusion had failed.. Rest of the game until later ... I hate to miss playing it, but oh, fuck, I can’t focus with their mouths on me like that!” I stammered and moaned.I caught grins, winks, and smirks from everyone, even as they watched Aunt Jess and Aunt Christy have their way with me.“There’s no need to focus, dear. Just enjoy it!” Jeanne told me as she joined my aunties in pleasuring me, much to my distraction.I lost track of what happened next for anyone else but me, but I was told that a full-scale orgy. The music was some kind of pop/alternative combination that was not something he would have chosen. He would have preferred something much more low key. Where classic country played in the background at a level where one could still hear his own thoughts, not to mention the people he was trying to converse with. The place had just opened and they had promised their friends a night out together before he left to head back out to sea."I see a booth over in the corner, us girls will grab it, and. Somehow, as I got up to go to the bathroom, he must have seen it. When I came back to my seat, he was smiling at me. We were in the back row of the plane, (this was NOT a crowded flight) and there weren’t many people around. He reached his hand over (I assumed to place it on the arm rest) and reached in and pulled out a strap of my thong. He let it go SNAP. I looked at him in fear, to the fact that he had found out my secret. He just smiled at me, and pulled up the arm rest. He moved closer to.