As I stooped to enter the aircraft the door was being closed behind me. The seats weren't as the usual aircraft type. These were like lounge sofas and...sprawled over one of them was Jeff, barefooted wearing faded jeans and a crisp white T-shirt. Walking toward him he said not too worry as he'd instructed the crew that the cabin was out of bounds to the crew until we landed in London. Smiling I stood before him and began to untie my belt. Once the belt was untied I began to unbutton my Mac slowly. His searching fingers slid across myclitty, back and forth, flipping it around like a fat little noodle. Hecupped my clitty and empty sack for a few seconds before breaking ourkiss and asking the inevitable."Where's your balls, honey?" His voice was husky with passion. "Did youget someone to cut them off for you already?" Gone away, inside," I answered, or thought I did. I was so deliriouswith pleasure and need I probably wasn't making any sense."Uh huh," he said. "How'd that happen?" Push. I froze, in shock, though my cock started twitching inrenewed erotic ecstasy. My pause was broken by mywife’s gentle voice: “Fuck me, please. Fuck me now,”she begged. I looked into her face, and saw a coolexpression, controlled, knowing exactly what it wanted.“Give me your cock. Fuck me.”I looked down, and began pushing my shaft slowly anddeeply into my wife’s tunnel. I could feel her pussywas swollen, excited. The foreign cum that filled hercunt oozed out. “Well bitch, seems I’ve made a willing sissy cuckold of your husband. Now why don’t we get to business?”My wife seemed to be very turned on by this chain of events. She was breathing quickly and quickly got to her knees in front of Jasmine. She started opening her pants followed by Jasmine’s trunks. As her trunks dropped, a large, veined 9” cock came into view. It was hard and stood at attention. My wife purred with pleasure as she started to blow the cock. She kept moaning as Jasmine started.