My husband then used his other hand and put it on the back of my head, and pushed. Jim's cock went into my mouth without any hesitation, and I must sa...y, that I was excited to finally taste his cock in my mouth. My husband was standing behind me, and he had both of his hands on the side of my head, and was actually using my head to run up and down Jim's cock. I was enjoying myself as well, and it did not take much for me to get the idea that my husband wanted to watch me suck off Jim's cock.Jim. There just hadn’t seemed to be time, or so I told myself. I would have to inspect the stables as soon as I could.Making our final approach, we landed, then taxied toward the disembarking area of the tarmac.Nicky requested I follow her to the rear of the plane for a quick fresh me up. A quick pass through the car wash, and I was ready to go.Then standing before the exit, I was handed a cool refreshment. I was told it was a stimulant. Odd, the girls hadn’t offered me one before.The passenger. The sudden interruption of her fuck session with Pete had left her in a state of physical frustration. Adding to this was the mental turmoil caused by having been discovered doing what she most loved to do by people who regarded it as wrong. Yet she didn't really feel guilty about it. She was still sure that her mother's and Mr. Simpson's standards were hypocritical and unsound.She wondered, as she looked at the troubled man, who sat opposite her, whether she could prove this to him. It would. This was a small mystery which puzzled him. Why would an attractive woman in, I estimate, her early thirties need to be so frugal? She has on a wedding ring, so presumably has a husband somewhere. Are they so hard up? He decided, out of curiosity mostly, to see what he could find out.When she left the supermarket he followed at a discrete distance but she clearly had no car there, and she walked past the bus stop, looking as though she was setting out for a long walk home. He left it at that.