”“Thank God!”“Why?”“My wife’s medicines are in it,” he said.The man on the floor groaned and then opened his eyes. “What happened?�...�“We crashed,” Betsy answered.“I hurt everywhere,” the man said.Betsy said, “Save your complaints for the lawyers. Until then, we’ve got to survive.”He glared at her.“I hurt.”“You’re alive, which is something that five other people who were on the plane can’t say. Can you get up?” Betsy asked.The man sat up. It was obvious that he was in significant pain. The short. David did as he was told and it was clear from the bulge in his boxers that not only his temperature had gone up. “Mmm,” Hazel laughed, “seems a bit high to me. I think I need to double check it.” She pushed the front of his boxers down, uncovering his erection. “Just as I thought,” she said, “you have a definite swelling here that needs some attention.” David was just lying back on the bed, hands behind his head enjoying a nursing treatment that you definitely couldn't get on the NHS. “Oh my. She would go on a full down stroke and wiggle her ass, feeling like her pussy was sucking my cock up inside her cunt as far as it could. With Patty fucking me like this as I thought about her husband having already fucked her earlier, I couldn't last very long and before long my sperm joined his deep in Patty's pussy.Patty slowly lifted herself off my cock trying not to get our cum on her dress, which she held up around her waist. She bent over and fished around for her panties and somehow put. Another moan escaped me because I had found it.That was all I needed as I started picking up the pace. First, raising off of him, then slamming myself down with that very same angle so that his cock was hammering my p-spot. Over and over, I kept dropping down on it.I was no longer bashful. I was moaning loud now because as I looked down at my semi-erect cock, I could see my pre-cum coming out, making a long thin silky string as my cock flopped about.I was close.As I lifted myself, I'd tighten.