There are some limits. No one under 16 can participate and you can’t do it in front of anyone under 16. Also they have designated certain places as off-limits for public masturbation such as restaurants, concert halls, amusement parks, and some other places that I don’t remember. Fortunately I am 16, almost 17.” “Yep,” she replied. “I am also 16. So have you done it yet?” “Jacked off in public? Not yet, but I want to. How about you? Have you tried it out?” “Oh, no.” I don’t think I could do it in public. But I did see a couple of guys jacking off in the park a few days ago. But I was too far away to really see anything, but it was obvious what they were doing.” “Have you seen any women doing it?” Jack asked. “I am pretty sure one girl I saw the other day was masturbating but she wasn’t really doing it that openly. She was just rubbing her clit through her dress so I don’t think that really qualifies.” “I’ve been wondering,” Jack said, “if airplanes are off limits?” “Why? Were you thinking about jacking off here on the plane?” “Looking at your pretty feet and beautifully painted toenails has given me an erection and I would sure like to take care of it.” “Omigod!” she exclaimed, “just looking at my toes gave you a hard-on? And you are thinking about taking your penis out right here on the plane and jacking off?” “Why not? I am pretty sure it’s legal. I don’t remember reading anywhere that masturbating on a plane is off limits. Plus you are legal age and I haven’t seen any kids under 16 here in first class.” With that said I unzipped my pants and started trying to get my cock out. It was already extremely hard indian because not only had Diane’s pretty feet turned me on, but the idea of jacking off with her watching me made my prick even harder. If you have been reading the stories that Miss Kelly has been posting about me, you already know that I have a 9-inch cock when erect, a very thick shaft, and an even larger bulbous cock head. It’s so large that I used to think I was a freak until Miss Kelly’s lessons had taught me that it was something to be proud of, not ashamed of. I finally got my cock freed from my pants and let it stand free and clear. The look on Diane’s face was priceless. “Jack,” she gasped, “that’s the biggest dick I have ever seen. Is that thing real?” “Why don’t you grab hold of it and find out for yourself just how real it is?” Diane reached over and wrapped her hand around it, or tried to, but it was way too big for her to completely encircle it. She lightly rolled the foreskin back and forth several times. I got off seeing her brightly painted nails next to my cock. My wife gave a slow nod. Between the two of us, I pointed this out in a lowered voice, and expressed my admiration for her nice body and enticing hooters. It was why they had their present arrangement with him – an arrangement that satisfied everyone involved…in every way. Hard and fast Donny! It was just sliding up and down between the labia. Her long blonde hair was in a loose ponytail and she was feeling extremely nervous as she looked at her brother sitting shirtless on top of his bed. President Collins and Secretary Hauser stepped out of the limo and entered with the Secret Service opening every door and keeping eyes on every angle. “And what would that be?” Her head hurt again and it forced her eyes closed. I slightly relaxed; she didn't know that I knew that she wanted to fuck me. “Thank you.” Then I slowly moved to the shower and tried to peek through the gap in the curtain. I pulled the car out of the driveway, for a split second I thought I saw a shadow in my bedroom window. Just general comments about the weather, and current events that was happening. “Ok first I need to piss”. “They're just perfect, Becky,” she moaned and then darted her head in. That thought didn’t stop Gwenive's penis from indian becoming erect, and soon the mass was standing straight out from her body, with Asharia looking at it with lust and desire in her eyes. “Be as loud as you want, sexy.” I moaned into his hand, feeling my pussy tighten around him as the tension built in my hips. “Any excuse,” Clint agreed, his hands shoving up my skirt, exposing more and more of my thighs. Her hot mouth found mine. She eased the cockhead into her hungry cunt and slid downward, swallowing him with her pussy even more ferociously than she'd gobbled with her mouth. If I don’t work, I can’t get food for you.