The no name pilot gave me a lesson on flying the clumsy bird, while we completed the flight home. I suppose not being challenged was proof that we had... gotten away clean. We were less than a half hour from the Texas coast when the radio came to life.The speaker of the on board radio advised us to land immediately. The no name pilot asked, if the tower had any preference where he landed. They spoke a lot of flight jargon, which went way too fast for me to follow. I did understand when they told. Her spit started to flow down her chest, and mixed with her pussy juice to make a wet spot on the floor. After some time, Jack couldn't keep watching the TV. His eyes were glued to this slut covering herself in her own slime as she throated herself in his own living room.After covering herself in a thin slime of spit, she reflexively moved the dildo down to her pussy, and..."Stop," Jack said. "Look at you. You've made the floor even dirtier, you whore. Huh, I guess you are literally a whore,. The shaft began to slowly extend and retract straight up in the air. Kim was still blindfolded so she didn’t know what was happening. There are still hands all over her keeping her excited and she can hear this motor, but has no idea what it is. The machine is then moved closer to Kim and the stroke of the shaft is adjusted so the penis will penetrate her, but not too far. Once the adjustments are fine tuned, the guys fondling her body back away and the machine is slid under Kim’s spread eagled. .. they used you to teach her what it was like?" I guess you could say that," I said. I was slightly heartened by her positive slant on things."And you don't see them any more?" she asked."They wanted to cool things off a little bit, I think," I said."Is there more?" she asked. That question didn't sound too positive.I nodded miserably.She stood up and paced, her arms folded under Bernice and Rhonda. I looked at her feet."Well, go on then," she said, her voice tight.So I told her about my.