It was a good tongue too; it licked all around her wet hole before going deep inside, poking and wriggling in her peehole. Kathy was really beginning ...o enjoy herself, feeling a finger invade her arsehole as the tongue brought her to orgasm. The finger was removed and then pushed into her mouth. “Let’s see how the cunt likes her shit”Kathy sucked at the finger, she loved it.She relieved herself of another small squirt into the mouth at her crotch.The mouth disappeared, then, a pair of lips were. My heart raced, and my fingernails dug into the armrest. Tears dropped from my eyes, as murderer gravity pulled me closer and closer to death. The last thing I remember reading before impact was my passport. My name, Brian, and picture of me, blue eyes, brown hair, stuck out in my mind. Then, my head flew forward, and I don’t remember the hit.I woke up with the water level at my neck, woozy and in pain. My head throbbed, and out the window, I saw the water level just above where the wing was.. .. is who she says she is, is dead."I swallowed hard. To tell the truth? The unbelievable truth? To make upsome bullshit story about a twin or a look-alike? I bit hard on mylower lip. He could see me sweating and shaking just a little. Iblinked a few times and regained my composure before telling him flatout, "I... don't know. Obviously, they're wrong."He looked at me, keeping still, unblinking, with the eye of the tiger.Ever so slightly, he raised that right eyebrow in disbelief. Minutespassed. "I think she's a better fuck than I am, but she can't suck a cock half as good as I do. Why don't you try us both out and tell us which is best?"Nick Owens didn't have to be asked twice. The tip of his prick was swollen to the size of a doorknob. He moved into the accommodating spread of Betsy's thighs, and his more than eager cousin grabbed his cock, angling the prickhead downward into the split of her juice-leaking cunt."Put it right here!" she whispered, her voice as silky as a French.