I suddenly remembered that business class was loaded with nearly 30 people, and struggled hard to control the sounds so desperate to be released. Gavin’s tongue on my clit seemed never to tire or falter, continuing to lap, stir and suckle over my button, never keeping one motion for too long.
At last the man behind me took my hips in his powerful hands and emptied himself inside me, exploding in gushes of hot seed within my body. I gasped, the loudest sound I’d made so far, and felt another dizzying whirlwind of orgasm engulf me, languidly thrashing between them as I was inseminated by a man I didn’t even know.
I turned to look. The man who had just fucked me like a wild animal and flooded me with his jism was none other than the captain himself. Behind him was standing Deana, Jessica, and one of Gavin’s companions. They had gathered in the aisle behind the captain and had watched as I had been spread open like a whore and fucked in the galley, delirious in climaxes of my own. Gavin’s friend smiled to him approvingly with a subtle jump of his eyebrows, and turned to go back to his seat. Deana, Jessica and the captain were all smiling as well, but smiling as though I had won a competition.