As the plane banked sharply to line up to the runway, Dan could see the M25 motorway. The cars, looking like an army of ants, were bumper to bumper as... usual. Every drop of rain from the blanket of dark clouds heightened the rage dwelling inside him. He should have been happy, warm for a few weeks and relaxing in the country, and with the people, that he loved, not having to come back to the cold bitter UK so soon, especially not for this reason.The feeling of desperation overwhelmed him. Eating. It seemed to work and he was soon used to me and it was then I let him begin touching me where ever he pleased. Of course I guided his head towards my "nether regions" and he took the hint and gave me some wonderful oral (yes, I did orgasm). We then kissed for awhile before I took him in my mouth, being careful that he not cum, just yet.Finally, I allowed him to mount me and I could feel the tip of his very hard cock near my entrance tryng to make entry. I put my hand down there and guided his. All this started having its effect on my shorts and the erection became obvious. She looked at it and laughingly said, “Men are all the same, they can’t wait”. To this I replied, “We seldom wait in love”. This had a winning effect on her and she gave me a deep kiss. Now, I slowly moved my hand towards her salwar and pulled the strings holding it in place in one quick move. Next was her kameez. This was followed by my T-shirt. I undid the hooks of her bra and out came her breasts.I sucked her. You said, “I love you.”Clamping one nipple and then the other, our eyes locked while you achingly slowly tightened the clamps. I didn’t flinch as your ratcheted up the pressure, my nipples throbbing, the burn flowing straight to my weeping cunt.Pain and pleasure, the Siamese twins of my sexuality. You once asked me why, and all I could say was that I crave the way pain unlocks a higher realm of pleasure. And while others use me like force was the name of the game, you never have. Always.