A Cock Too Far?

I teach at a local flying club. My instructors rating is still valid and I enjoy all forms of flying both physical and sexual. Today, I met Steve. His wife has paid for a complete course of lessons taking him to the Private Pilot's Licence. He is well through the course and today we were going to do some steep turns and stalls. Although spinning is (alas) no longer a requirement, I encourage students to experience at least one spin as this is what happens when a simple stall goes wrong. (Its also what kills most pilots low on hours) I met Steve at the club and his wife was with him. A pretty little thing who looks much younger that her real age of 28. (She could pass for a teenage easily) Steve looks like a 'typical lad'. I briefed him on the lesson and he told me that he was nervous about this. Scared of being airsick I though to myself. No worries, I always carry sickbags when I teach. So off we went, crawled up to 8,000ft and I demonstrated a steep turn to the right. lots of bank angle and a firm pull back on the column and soon we were pulling some G. Steve was looking pale, but not seriously uncomfortable. Another demo to the left and it was his turn. He flew it really well, even ending up by flying through our own turbulance which is impressive. Then I asked him to do one the other way. He said "Umm I cant. Its making me need to pee." Now this can happen as its not only your body that weighs more when the G is pulled but also everything IN your body. As we were over a small town by now and at least half an hour away from the field, we had a problem. I suggested using one of the bags. Trouble is, in a two seater cessna there is nowhere else I could go to give him some privacy. I passed him the bag and he gratefully unzipped releasing the biggest, longest soft cock I have ever seen in my life! He pulled it out and peed into the bag. (As you know, peeing turns me on like crazy) I turned out over the sea and (illegaly) dumped the bag overboard. Then we started the stall series. (Not really much of an event in a Cessna unless you get a wing drop. ) Steve seemed to enjoy these. But when we pulled a spin, he turned bright green and after the second one was reaching for the sickbag for real. Thing is, during all this, he hadnt done his zip up properly and I could see this monstrous snake of a cock sweeling up. I am sure he enjoyed getting it out in front of me. I took the aircraft back and Steve was trying hard not to look embarassed and having thrown up. (Twice!) I said that I was airsick too when I did aerobatics the first few times. Then I said, just glancing down, "Your wife's a lucky girl!" Steve said, "Not that lucky, Jackie isnt too big down below. She cant take me properly." I said "She doesnt know what she is missing!" When we landed, I told her that he needed to pee and how we managed, and then that he was airsick and shouldnt eat much for a while. Jackie blushed and said "Big, isnt he?" I said "I'll say! You lucky bitch!" Jackie said that she couldnt take him properly and that she felt sorry that he hasnt had a full on shag since they met. Of course, I was interested, hell MORE than interested. (Now, do I break the instructor/pupil relationship?) I said that I think i would be well worth trying to get that monster inside. Jackie said that she needed to talk to Steve, but could she phone me later today. I gave her my number and well, I must admit, I am tingling with anticipation. One things for sure, I took a nice little twin engined piper up on my own after they left the club and set the autopilot and mastrubated to orgasm four times at 10,000ft. I think I joined my own mile high club!!!