..that was the beginning!Jack had told me that 'many' of his visitors were married guys, and that I shouldn't worry about that. He added that: "It doe...n't mean your gay, just because someone sucks your cock. Okay? That doesn't make you anything---except horny! Nothing wrong in being horny!!!"So, I went!At first, I was really, really nervous, and I didn't think I was going to get an erection, which was frustrating, and a little embarrassing, but Jack persisted, and I managed to push every other. Camilla followed me down, continuing to lick and suck on me, pleasuring me as only another woman can. I could feel her fingers slipping inside me, curling up to touch my special spot, and I knew I wasn’t going to last long.I could feel my orgasm building in me, and then it crested. Camilla looked up at me from between my legs, her chin wet with my juices. “That was fun. Not quite like with Sven or Faendal, but neither of them have the courage to do what you’re doing, either. And you taste. She must have not been wearing a slip because her white garter straps and dark stocking tops, as well as her panty lines showed through. The bumps of her garter tabs were quite visible against the smooth surface of her dress. Whenever she reached up to check the overhead bins, her dress rode up to reveal the dark tops of her stockings. When she walked past my seat, I made sure my arm stuck out a little on the armrest. Sure enough, her nylon-clad leg brushed against my arm, sending an electrical. Little by little, I took more of him on my mouth, pulling back then further forward. I braced my hands on his thighs and craned my neck, taking his length and lodging his head at the back of my throat.Pulling back to catch my breath, I let it rub against my cheek and moved my tongue down to his big balls. They were a little hairy but not too much. I gently kissed and sucked on them, feeling the heat of his cock resting against the side of my face. I pulled back again and looked into his eyes as.