”“Well, you learn something new every day,” I told her.“If it bothers you I can always come to your bed. I don’t mind.”“What do you pref...r?”“I prefer to get fucked in my own bed,” she answered. “It’s a four-poster. Very romantic and you can draw the curtains around it.”I smiled. “Sounds good.”“So, that’s settled then,” she said as she leant over, kissed, and groped me. “Dinner, bed and breakfast.”I was speechless.“Oh, one more thing,” she said, “have you heard of queening?”“Of course. I’m a. . when a dad has a daughter like you.. He is bound to become a Betichod”, he replied.“Aaaaahhhhhhh.. Oh daddy… Fuck your slutty daughter harder, daddy. Fuck my pussy harder”, I moaned.He increased his speed. He was pounding me faster and harder. My big 38DD boobs were going haywire. My head was bumping against Nisha’s. She too was being fucked hard and was moaning loudly.Down on the aisle, mom was sandwiched between two men. She had her face turned away from me, giving me the full view of her. I reached out to the other end of the counter from where I was & brought the far away items near to me. In between the slight movements, the pressure of his hardened penis gradually increased on my fat ass. I could literally feel his urging dick through his pants.Almost thunderous silence broke out in the kitchen as if we both realized that our bodies had come too close for comfort. Subhash inched closer to me, his front covering my back. My resistance melted as I felt his penile head poking my. CPO Olsen boarded, he set a smallish ditty bag on deck. "I have leave coming and I'd like to join this menagerie for the trip down and back. I promise I'll stay out of the way." Nope," I said, "If you're riding you're driving. Otherwise get off," Grace and I broke into gales of laughter, "Captain." I see, getting free lessons, ya think?"Niels said, "I'll pay you five hundred dollars to run us down to Chicago." He put out a hand, Olsen spit in his."Swede are you?" Niels asked. With the nod,.