They had to till and harvest. Rather than eternal late summer, things changed. Their days were numbered. Their bodies began to wear down, they aged. A... the end of their days, they would die. That's what Milton says at the beginning of Paradise Lost:Of Mans First Disobedience, and the FruitOf that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal tasteBrought Death into the World and all its Woe, With loss of Eden...The act of transgressing brought expulsion and with that Death." Like Brunnhild disobeying Wotan?". Susan always talked about draining his balls dry, but he felt as if this time Suzanne had really done so.They took a shower together, something Alan realized he still didn't do with women nearly enough. The idea was to get cleaned up from all the sweat and cum, but they enjoyed each other's bodies in a mostly non-erotic way, simply admiring and exploring each other.Then they went back to bed, but Alan wasn't up for any more orgasms. However, Suzanne had done so much for him and made him feel so. Oh how we wish we were those bubbles. After dinner with a choice of cocktails, wine, aperitif, or all of the above the main lights inside the compartment have been turned off and the sun has set. The only lights left on are the overhead reading lights that sprinkle a bit of light through the passenger seating area. The man to your right, accidentally (on purpose I am presuming) brushes your right thigh with his left hand. Your leg responds to his touch by rising a little from the seat and your. He grunted and groan. And like a piston, he started thrusting in her forcefully. Her body shook and shook. Her head smashing into the couch, his fat body slapping against her. Her once tight little pussy now looked stretched beyond what I thought it could. I couldn’t even imagine how good it felt for him.“Hooooooooly fuck girl! You aint gunna be tight no more!! GOOOODAAMNNN”, he yelled as he continued to pound her.I watched in disgust as his ass clenched for each thrust in her. Her body started.