Touched and f*cked on the plane(2)

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I felt a finger touch my mouth the next time I was slid forward. My eyes fluttered open in a haze, and I saw another c*ock in front of me. I vaguely recognized the shirt color as being the second man, who had been fondling my br*easts. He knelt on the floor in the middle of the isle, with his c**k poking out of his unzipped pants. His fingers grabbed my lower lip and pulled down, opening my mouth. But then I was pulled backwards onto the first man's co*ck again, and I closed my eyes. The next time I was slid forward, I felt the tip of the new c*ck press against my lips. Again, the man's hand pulled my lower lip down, and my mouth softly kissed his co*ck. Again, I was pulled backwards onto the c*ck of the first man. Each time I slid forwards, this new c*ck got closer and closer to me. Fin

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