"I wanted Chrissy smiling and happy, not worried about what Mark and I might think of his parents. Screw them. So what if his mom looked like a slut a...d his dad was a jerk? They weren't with us. That's what I tried to explain to Chris with my kiss. I held him tight, squeezing him with my thighs and my ankles crossed behind him. I didn't even want his cock moving, just pressed way deep inside my pussy while I fucked his mouth with my tongue. That would get his mind back where it belonged, with. She did leave you with a hard problem, didn’t she?”“Yeah, not funny.” I stopped trying to be subtle and just put my hand in my pants to straighten my cock against my stomach. The full length and girth of my dick was outlined on my pants. The flight attendant--Kara, her name tag said--bit her lower lip but said nothing. Any sense of decorum was gone from me. “I can’t sit another two hours like this. I am going to use the other lavatory and get some relief.” I never talk like that, but. I could deal with that. I nodded in agreement, and continued my earlier sentence: ‘Towels are in that closet.’ As Mark walked in, I added: ‘On the top shelf is a bottle of massage oil.’ With the sound of the running shower I walked into my bedroom, and took off the robe. My bed is a little on the small side, it would certainly be a cozy night if I decided to let Mark stay. Very cozy indeed, with his large torso and my boobs in the way. Spooning, side by side we would both still run the risk of. No one ever gets hurt here. The ‘real world’ is where we need these the most.’ Rose sounded tired, and John smiled at the two lanky men escorting her. Twins, they seemed bright and happy, smiling and nodding slightly at John. ‘Sorry to use you as an object lesson, Rose. Should I let you and your two gentlemen get back to your home?’ His voice seemed a little worried. ‘Thanks John. I’ll try not to keep you up. Or should I be the one asking you two to keep it down tonight?’ She looked over at.