I don’t think he could see that I had a finger inside my cunt.“Does it feel nice?” I asked.“Mmm. Yes it does, but a bit funny too” I kept st...roking slowly stepping up the pace and tightening my grip.“Oh no! What’s happening!” he shouted.“It’s alright, you are about to have an orgasm. Just let it happen. It won’t hurt”Then I felt it. His cock started to throb angrily in my hand, I could feel the cum rising up that ridge at the back of his penis (I love that feeling) and then it was shooting high. I swear as I was pushed back in my seat, I could feel every one of those pellets inside me. They hurt like nothing I've felt before or since."I knew there were other mules on the plane, but I've never felt so alone or so scared. Because I was supposed to be fifteen, I had a tag announcing that I was to be met at Houston by a relative. I didn't know it, but the stewardess in charge of me worked for the gang. She kept a constant eye on me. She made sure I didn't eat my in-flight meal and only. Her clit pulsed. Her anus convulsed as she recalled how Sam had impaled her with his enormous cock. Shame and lust fought for prominence in her mind. She unsuccessfully tried to at once force that shameful incident from her mind and relish the moment when she realized that it was not John but Sam who had her coming like a school girl. That it was Sam who filled her anus so completely, who scratched an itch she didn't know she had.She started to sweat profusely. Her legs felt weak. She thought. She was soaking wet and very warm. I pinched her nipple softly and heard her moan a little. The end of my dick was sticking out 3 inches past her thighs on my strokes out and I could feel it slid next to her opening on the strokes in. I could feel the cum boiling in my balls and I knew I would cum within a minute. Then mom said something that hit me like a ton of bricks."Honey stop for a second." I did. "If you release like your father does there's going to be a lot of your stuff, right?"I.