..” I whispered, rubbing my thumb over the little eye of his cock, “mother and son… fucking”On impulse I rose onto my knees and pulled the cro...ch of my panties to one side. My aroused pussy was now naked and exposed. I rubbed Jay's cock in little circles around my clit and then moved it further down, between my slick lips. My son's precum mixed with my own secretions in a prelude of what was to come next. “Do you like what you see?” I whispered. “I know you want it”“God, yes!” he groaned.I. Long, smooth and slim legs rising up to her slightly curved hips and creaseless, perfect little pert ass, up to her flat stomach and further to her huge and incredibly pert boobs with pink nipples, now slightly hardened by the cool air. They seemed to defy gravity, pointing straight out. But there was one part of her body that she was a little unhappy with. She still hadn't grown any pubic hair, no blonde hairs to match her head had appeared on her tight virgin pussy. She had noticed all the. She haven't even gotten undressed to use the bathroom yet."Come talk to me while I use the bathroom,it ain't like its something you never seen before."I haven't seen her before,not in that state.She pulled up her miniskirt and revealed she wasn't wearing any panties."Look baby,no panties,easy access is what I tell my daughter this is",she explained.She called me over right before she let go and told me to look."Watch how my pee come out my pussy",she told me. Just by her telling me this made my. On yesterday's flight, however, something different happened. My connecting flight was on a regional jet. As I boarded, and the flight attendant greeted me, I immediately recognized her. As the title of this story indicates, she was - indeed - an Indian princess (BTW: that's Eastern Indian, as in India). Her smile was great to see, and I warmed up inside immediately. Why? I had flown on one of her flights a few months ago. The flight was only about 1/2 full, and I had 1st row seating. The.