Before moving in together, and finally getting married, my wife and I underwent a long-distance relationship for quite a few months. She lived in a different state, but we exchanged visits as often as we could, and as often as we could afford the airfares! We talked on the telephone almost daily, which became quite expensive, as this was before the newer cellphones and all-inclusive landline services. The telephone calls almost always ended up being great phone sex with both of us masturbating and cumming. Needless-to-say, when we got together physically, we were always as horny as could be.
She told me that when she was on the airplane flying to see me, she would be so horny that her pussy would get so wet. The first thing she did when she disembarked was to go straight to the ladies' room to take off her panties so that I would be free and clear to play with her pussy in the car. My fingers would find the way to her wet and juicy pussy, playing with the succulent lips and lightly rubbing up and down her slit. She has a smallish clit, but it gets so hard, and is extremely sensitive, so when I ran my fingers over it her orgasm would immediately overtake her. Inevitably the next move would be for her to undo my belt and unzip my fly before reaching in and pulling out my hard cock. While still in the parking lot, she would lean over and take my erection into her warm and wet mouth, her tongue making circles around the head. She would then suck my cock into her mouth, bobbing slowly up and down while gently caressing my balls with her hand and take me to brink of cumming before stopping. Her object was to make me so ready to take her when we got home. On a couple of occasions, I was able to get her totally naked in the car as we drove to the apartment. Anyone in a taller car or truck could have seen her beautiful body. I would play with her perky tits and finger her pussy as I drove, while she would slowly stroke my cock to keep it at attention. When we got to the apartment parking-lot she would cover herself with my raincoat for the walk to the door, slipping it off before walking inside. The thrill of possibly being seen would turn both of us on. On numerous occasions we never made it past the front door before we were locked in fervent fucking on the floor. During the short visits we would make love or have oral sex three or four times each day.
We hated having to part, so we just had to have something visual to tide us over until the next time we could get together.