And I wasn't old. I was in my early thirties and, more importantly, a woman. But I was just so hot for all of them. I wanted to pull on my strap-on, b...nd their pretty asses over my desk, and fuck them so hard. I would plow them, ramming my dildo over and over into their hot, steamy depths.My cheeks burned as I walked through the halls, my heels clicking, my hips swaying. The boys noticed, of course, their hungry eyes on my flesh. But I ignored them. They weren't the soft, silky, feminine. “It happens all the time.”I thanked her and went back to my seat, stopping to touch my baby’s cheeks as I passed. I motioned for Bill to come with me and we walked to the back of the plane.“Bill, I want you to see something.”I opened the door to the restroom and it was about four times bigger than I was used to. Yup, a lot of sex could happen in this location.“It looks large enough and since it is in the plane it is a mile high also.” I smiled and went back to my seat.A few minutes later, I. ...”NOW THE STAGE IS SET”My wife and I fucked every day but she was very conservative in bed. So I started experimenting with drugs to see if she would be more open to my suggestions, like slutty nighty stuff for bed but she was not having any of my perverted desires. “Why don't you go pick up a hooker on the streets, if that's what you want”. I would tell her “no honey, I want one woman and that's you however I want you to be many types of lovers” but I never could get her thinking sex was not. Her long legs were wrapped around his waist as he carried her into his bedroom. His hands held tight against the warm flesh of her athletic, round ass as she ground herself against the underside of his naked, hard cock trapped between them. She was teasing him, teasing herself, or maybe teasing them both. He didn’t know for sure, but she continued to grind up and down, leaving a trail of her wetness over his cock as they neared the bed.Her lips battled with his as they kissed. Their tongues.