I kissed her neck, licked all over and rubbed my crouch over her.She: “Jane do na plz bhayya”Me: “Abhi to maza aane laga hai. Thoda ragadlo bhab...hi. Aaj to aapki chut hai aur mera lund hai”. I kissed her neck again. She struggled and my lips moved to her tiny breasts. Sucked her breasts over her salwar rubbing my crouch hard-on her. Her struggle slowed. I planted a kiss on her lips. She resisted but I continued. After some time she started responding.She: “Aaj nahi chhodoge kya?”Me: “Aaj to pura. Olivia parted her pussy lips with two fingers and guided my shaft to the entrance of her tight pussy. She slowly lowered herself onto my cock and I felt quite a bit of resistance from her virgin pussy. She lowered herself a bit more and I could feel the resistance decrease as I broke her hymen, she loud out a loud moan as I did this. She buried my cock deep into her pussy and waited a minute so that the pain and any discomfort could subside. “Oh Uncle Matt, your SOOOO big! I wish my boyfriend. I’m sorry she was upset with you. I know you two had a heated conversation.”“How?”“I came out of the men’s room and saw you faced off with each other, so I ducked back inside and waited a couple of minutes. I figured you two needed to sort this out between yourselves.”“She confronted me about wanting to be with a married man. I told her it was none of her business, and that I had said those things before I knew you were married. She didn’t believe me.”“And ever since you found out, you’ve been. We'll start today, Deo volente." (Deo volente – God willing. Roughly the Latin equivalent of 'Inshallah'.)Teri fumbled with the arm-rest which separated us and got it folded out of the way, then wormed her way onto my lap and proceeded to kiss me comprehensively.A throat was cleared next to me, and I looked round to see a ticket-collector, or steward, or whatever they're called these days. I fumbled in my pocket for my wallet while Teri buried her face against my neck, and handed our tickets to.