The weather forecast was supposed to be in the high ninety’s and a lot of humidity when we arrived. We had booked this flight late, we did not have ...great seats. Brandi had the middle seat, I had the isle and a black gentleman had the window. As we were setting there we introduced ourselves. His name was Ammon and he was from Tanzania. He was the president of a large bank and he had been in the United States on a business trip. Brandi told him that we were on our honeymoon and we were going to. Before I could realize what was happening, she spat at my face, a huge drop of spittle hitting me next to the eye. I lifted my hand to wipe it away, but she caught it and spat at me again. And again. It was the most demeaning thing that had ever happened to me. Still it got worse when her hand snaked down between my legs and gripped my pussy. ‘Does this make you hot? Helen’s sluts love to be humiliated, or so she tells me. Are you one of them?’ Truth was, something about the treatment, about. Finally she had bucked up with her hips, pulled her ankles out of my hands and locked her legs around my waist. She tightened her legs and her internal muscles and then we were both whooping and hollering and coming together. I like that.I let her get back on her knees for a while and lick everything clean. Then giving her one last fond pat with the head of my strapon, I had zipped up and unlocked the door. Apparently we had been in there longer than I thought. There sure was a crowd gathered. .! Yes, mmmm. Caroline. Ah!”He put his hand on top of my head and pushed it down his big cock. I sucked it harder and pushed my throat down the tip of his cock.“AHH! God, that feels good!”I held my head there till I started gagging.“Yess...! You dirty little bitch!”I sucked as hard as I could, feeling the sweet taste of his pre-cum oozing out the tip of his stiff cock. I looked up at him and he stared into my eyes.“Fuck, Caroline...You look so cute with my cock in your mouth!”I pulled off and.