Bobby caringly reassured her that flying was far safer than trying to cross a normal road. When the plane levelled off Bobby whispered to Angie, are y...ou still up for achieving as many sexual acts as possible, Angie saw that hint of daring in Bobby’s eyes and simply nodded her head.Bobby then set out his idea of a plan, when they were about four hours into the flight and everything would have settled down he dare Angie to join him in one of the toilets and have a go at joining the mile high. They moved her head rapidly up and down fucking her mouth like a cunt, cock slapping hard at the back of her throat.Her mouth was hanging open to accommodate the force of the thrusts of the cock. In, out, up, down, again and again and again. The force and intensity was so fast she was unaware of anything else around her. Just her face being fucked, used by this stranger. She was nothing, a hole to be used over and over and over. A hole, nothing more, an open, wet, receptacle for cum.Cum. He mumbled a bit, but soon he nodded yes…We went to our marital bed and I slid my yoga pants, showing him my glistening swollen pussy lips. I left my tight t-shirt on; knowing that Jamal would love to have me half naked.I went to my knees and sucked on Jamal’s huge black dick.Went it was really hard as a steel bar, I got up on my hands and knees. I told Jamal I was too horny but I was ovulating; so he should take my asshole for his own pleasure…Jamal smiled and asked if I was sure about trying. Fucking, but reading repeatedly how much better he was than me. I don't think Cee-Cee could ever hate me enough to say those things to my face, yet she told the world in her story. Over forty thousand people have downloaded since she posted it last week! I've been given enough hard copies to know that I'm a laughingstock locally.We did marry young, and I worked the whole time I was going to school. It was also the only time in our marriage that Cee-Cee worked. Cindy Compton was her maiden name,.