That’s what I’d walked into; a sexy middle-aged housewife – with the ring on the finger of the hand driving the bottle to prove it – fucking h...r cunt, while a group of men stood, watched, and jacked off to her.When I describe this day and try to explain what a great pair of tits this dirty slut had, I’ll start by explaining how I initially missed the wine bottle halfway up her cunt, because that’s not something you’d believe you could miss.A man to my left grunted, bringing my attention back to. Not only is he a man among men, he is the true lover, the one who gives pleasure with absurdity and care. I welcomed him. I succumbed to his penetration. I could offer no resistance. I take off one of my pants legs, which at this point has merely been pushed to my ankles. As I sit back down upon him, he replaces his finger with the head of his cock. Those moments now, which I knew then erupted into explosions throughout my body, seem the least clear. He began by simply letting my body weight. When I’d glance back over our seats, I could already see that the stewardesses were occasionally peeking out from their station in our direction.“No we’ll get caught,” Laurie insisted.The plane was empty enough and I was so horny would have fucked her right in our seats. I think I pushed as far as I could. Once I’d tried everything I could think of a few times, I realized I just had to make the most of what Laurie was offering.Reconciled to only fingering Laurie, I placed her hand on the bulge. With rope in her hand. Rope.She wanted him to tie her down as he fucked her ass. ?Christ! He thought, this is so much better, his rape fantasy surfaced, she would love his dream of fucking every hole in order, ass cleaned by mouth and then fucking bruised cunt.?She entered the room. Red corners with a pale luscious body. Four of hearts with a spade in the centre of the card. He felt her hand on his prick. ?Can I tie you??He heard the words but displaced the meaning. He stretched a hand to take.