There were 7 of us trying to adjust and sit in my husband’s Santro car. My husband was driving and my brother-in-law who was slightly bulky was in t...e front seat with his 13 year old daughter on his lap. That left 4 of us on the rear seat – my parents in law, my husband’s chitappa (paternal uncle) and myself. Since I was the youngest and slimmest (I still maintain my figure!) I was forced to adjust and sit on my father-in-law’s lap. It was already past 11:30 at night when we started from. My eyes followed his to his dick. Which was snug against jeans. My lips formed a smile and I pulled his jacket over his crotch and slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. His eyes widened in surprised. He sat up a little and pulled his jeans and boxers down just enough that his hard cock sprang free. I inspected his cock and my pussy got wet. Well wetter! I wrapped my hands around him and he gasped. I smiled at him and started slowly stroking his hard cock. I moved my hand up, down and. She was lying there probably waiting for me and again pretended to sleep. I went there and slept besides her and slowly put my hand straight her on boobs. She holded my hand, but I went further and started kissing her cheeks and ears. I opened her all shirt buttons slowly which she didn’t resisted at all. I kissed her lips, initially she pretended to be cold but finally gave up and started kissing me and our tongues met. Now she was kissing me madly and started kissing me all over. I removed. Near noon Robin, Phil and Bob came to see me. I wondered if they were having second thoughts now.“Is there anything that we need to do to prepare for the trip?” Robin asked.“You need to get yourselves in good physical shape. You are going to have close to 60 or more hours in airplanes in just six days with a double dose of jet lag. The jet lag is going to be bad as well as 14 time zone changes in the same period of time. It will make adjusting hard.”“The truck ride from Entebbe to Kampala to.