She was on the fast track to blaming herself like countless others before her. She couldn't blame herself for what her body felt, but being weak... th...t was unforgivable. She would learn to punish her body for taking pleasure in the things she hated. More than this, she would learn to be strong in her mind, unbreakable, even as her body was being violated by her own flesh and blood. That day, she learned to dissociate from her body. Nothing terrible that happened to her would ever be real. " Have a nice flight " said the attendant as Sandy entered the walkway going into the plane.Jim found his seat on the aisle, and settled in. After a few minutes it looked as if no one would be sitting next to him. "Good," he thought. " More room for me to move around." He spotted an attractive blonde, obviously having trouble finding where she was supposed to be. He stood and approached her. " Anything I can do to help, miss ?" he asked as she turned to face him. " I cant seem to find what seat. Fuck her good. Give it to mom hard, slam your cock into mom's tight pussy." As my son fucked me, he reached for my tits, fondling them, playing with my nipples as pounded my wet pussy with his hard, rigid prick. "Ooooh, Ryan! That's it, fuck me! Fuck me hard, harder, faster, faster Ryan! Oh yeah son! Play with my tits! Look at how hard you are making my nipples! That’s it, fuck your mom, fuck me, fuck your mom real good." I tilted my head to see what my other son was doing; Hunter was kneeling. It's no fun to get cooked all over your body. Makes for a miserable vacation. And with those bikinis, there's a lot of skin to cook," he laughed.Walking back to the beach, they rented two big beach umbrellas and spread out their towels under them. The crowd from summer was long gone, and there was only a sparse number of people on the beach. Most were older folks, and a few families with smaller kids not yet in school. Some of the people were obviously late vacationers, though. Fred and his.