“What makes you think she cheated on me?” I had to know. “It’s all over your face,” he smirked. “Besides, hot piece like that and guy like...you. What did you do? Beg her not to leave you and then go right down on that used muff to show her how much you still loved her.” I was shocked he could read so much in my expression. I didn’t want to confess that it was more like I was going down on her while she was having her affairs, but he must have read something in my face because his face lighted up. I felt the same way. "It's not love, John. But no girl will ever be able to make me feel like this. Your cock is fantastic. Fuck me John. Cum in me." He increased his tempo and, since he'd lowered himself onto me, my cock was being rubbed between our bodies with each thrust of his cock up my ass. Inevitably I was close to cumming. "You're going to make me cum, John. You'll make me cum by fucking me." "I'm close too" He moved faster. Harder. Driving himself into my hole. Rubbing my cock between. Soon after chatting for a while, we left from there and on our way back, she held me tightly from behind. Later on, she started touching her boobs on my back. Initially I thought that she must not be comfortable in sitting and hence would have held me. But further on ride, she started applying more pressure on my back with her boobs. A little more time and she started playing with her hands on my chest and stomach. I asked her, are you alright? She asked me, can I trust you with one secret? I. Jack and I werethe only guys who had any idea of how to fly it once Willie and Stevewere out of the picture. I pulled back on the controls and pulled us outof the mild dive we were in and back to level. With Jack shouting andhyperventilating over my shoulder I wiped blood off the controls andfigured out just where we stood. Everything was okay except for onedial, the fuel guage. We should've had just under a half tank but,instead, the dials said we only had a quarter tank. I shouted forfrantic.