" Jay's hands slid behind my knees and he pushed my legs back, rolling me up onto my shoulders. He spread my legs wide, giving himself all the access ...he needed."Your cock is too big! Please be easy." Jay just gave me a grin and the spit on my exposed hole a half dozen times or so. I watched him as he raised up on his knees, his sculpted chest moving forward and over me. As his face settled above mine, I felt the head of his cock press against my hole. I could feel my eyes widening as he began. Betty showed her to the bathroom.When she emerged fifteen minutes later, she looked comfortable and calm. Her hair was clean and controlled though still damp and her face wore a distracted but content expression. The other four had gotten dressed, Helen back in her casual after-work clothes and Frank still wearing a robe. Betty was back in what she had worn too. She made a face as Stacy walked in, plucking at her wrinkled dress. "I never plan these things through right."Stacy wanted to keep. But how did it get there? Did she spill something? We had been so careful to keep the stairs clean to prevent just such an accident and yet, it had still happened. I walked back to the station that evening, trying to burn off the anger and anxiety stored inside me.I stood and stared at the pit. The offending fluid had long since been cleaned and the pit was clear once again. My anger wouldn't subside. The pit had to go. Suddenly, I recognized the steps were too steep and too shallow. I should. I wondered if they heard my muffled gasps for breath or maybe they heard the sloshing sound of my wet cock in my hand. The thought turned me on, my cock got even harder, oozing more precum out. Just as I was ready to cum I noticed Cindy, one of the stewardesses standing by my row. I didn't stop, I couldn't stop. My hot cum sprayed from my cock, mmm it felt so good. I licked off my fingers and proceeded to put my still throbbing cock back in my pants. Thinking I would be banned from the.