Suddenly a message popped onto the screen, blocking out the video I was watching. This how the conversation wentBlue Lace --- “Hi,” I was about to...knock the computer off when a second message popped up.Blue Lace --- “Female, 60's North Wales.” I checked the profile name. It didn't ring any bells but I replied. Welshwriter--- “Male, 60's North Wales.” The screen went quiet for a moment then another message popped up.Blue Lace --- “Married?” I Welshwriter --- “No,” Blue Lace – “What are you. She must have seen the monitor on my desktop as she turned. ‘Oh shit,’ Lizzy grabbed the mouse and pulled up the video of the reactor control room. Or rather what was left of it. The wall behind the console was covered with lights blinking red. I quickly explained the situation. There had been an explosion of some sort in the control room. The reactor was going critical and would blow in less than an hour. To do anything about it we would need to be the other side of the control room door. Sheryl stood up and fiddled with her hand baggage, retrieving something from the overhead locker. As she stretched to reach, Brad got a full view of her round, ample bum, Theresa noticed him looking and smiled, as a naughty thought began to enter her head. “Is everything OK?” Asked the stewardess, who looked in on her three passengers. “Just fine thank you!” Said Theresa. As she spoke, she squeezed Brad’s muscular thigh. Brad turned to Theresa and gulped. Sheryl then looked the stewardess up. “You’re going to make Mommy cum!”He jammed his fingers deep in me and nursed with hunger on my clit.“Yes! Yes! You’re loving your mommy’s pussy!”My orgasm burst through me.That incestuous bliss swept through my body. It rushed through me, waves of taboo delight that splashed throughout my body. My cunt convulsed around his digits. The heat swept through me. I bucked against his door, my breasts heaving in my bra’s constraint.Juices gushed out around his fingers. They ripped out of me. He licked.