Think she got involved with someone” Gina said nothing. Jim’s hand suddenly landed on her thigh. “Peter has an excellent tongue, so they say. An...d you know I am very competent with the cane!” Jim’s hand slid higher and Gina reacted by opening her legs slightly. “Come on Gina” he said quietly “Let’s have you over on the settee standing up with your pussy in Peter’s face” he added as his fingers touched her. Gina found herself walking across the room. Peter stood up and took his jacket off before. My cock was hard and straining at the front of my pantyhose. Jo moved towards me and getting astride me she lowered her nylon covered pussy onto my nylon covered cock and slowly began rocking backwards and forwards. As her pussy rubbed on my cock she took hold of my head and pushed her lovely titties in my face, telling me to suck her nipples. I didn’t need to be told twice and began licking and sucking on her perfect titties in turn. I could feel her juices flowing through her pantyhose as she. He had his jeans around his knees and was now wanking aggressively. He was about 50 and was a good few stone overweight. His stomach ballooned out and I could see his smallish dick being rubbed harder and harder. He had a thick matting of pubes that almost completely disguised his dick. He motioned with his finger for me to come closer so I did. I was now stood a few inches away from him watching this dirty old man masturbate for me. He reached out with his spare hand and began to rub my. I settled back in my seat and waited for us to land. When I finally landed, went through passport control, and picked up my bag, I was met by a foreigner with a small sign reading ‘Jennings’. I approached him. ‘You Jennings?’ I was asked in stuttered English, with a heavy accent. Groaning internally at the lack of conversation I would be having, I nodded and offered him my hand to shake, which he ignored. He turned and walked away from me, assuming I would follow. He led me outside the airport.