Leaning close to my ear she whispered, "I think we are ready for dessert." A nibble on my ear left no question of the delicacy she had in mind.I nodde... my assent. Lana brought her bag as we worked our way out from under the full trays and proceeded to the back of the plane. This time there was no line. Most people were still eating or waiting for the trays to be removed. We went into a bathroom on the left of the aisle and entered together.With the click of the lock, like a shot from a. Setting down his beer he walked around behind the bed. Leaning forward he grabbed his moms hips and pulled her back until her ass was right on the edge of the bed. Then he decided he would just lean back and have a smoke and relax for a few minutes watching her ass move around the vibrator still buzzing away in her wet pussy. When he had finished his smoke he reached out and pulled the vibrator out and tossed it on the bed. His mom sighed with the loss of the toy that had kept her cuming and. “You look nice, mom”“Thanks hon, let’s go”.They crawled into the Volvo wagon, backed out of the garage and headed towards 95. Grace looked over at her youngest daughter and her long tan legs, “You’re showing a lot of leg there girl, you better pull that skirt down some.”“Oh mom, it’s fine. And so are you” Lauren laughed, looking over at her mom’s legs straddling the steering column. “And who cares, nobody can see me.”Lauren wanted so badly to flash the truckers as they drove south on 95 to Dr.. “Ok, yeah, pinch your nipples again, that was hot,” urged Peter while his arm went up and down under the water. He was literally jerking his meat while he checked out my wife’s breasts in her see-through top. Peter’s two pals were holding their sides, gasping for breath between peels of laughter and the two Mexican bellhops shook their heads. “This guys is crazy man,” the one bellhop told me, poking me in the side familiarly. “You gonna let him get away with that, man?” “I mean, no, of course.