I got the distinct impression they were doing their best to present as sisters despite every indication that they were mother and daughter traveling w...thout the impediment of manly control. It was a contradiction of sorts that was more suited to a less civilized environment like roughing it on the frontier than sheltered presence in the confines of modern society. It was a truism of sorts that authentic ladies of quality traveled well insulated from the rigors of public intercourse generally. I want one more.” Not sure what you mean until I feel your hand release my hair and slide down my side until you come to my trimmed mound. I whimper as I feel two fingers run on my labia, “Open up for Daddy now.” Without realizing, I had closed my legs against your leg. I release the tension slowly, knowing it’s my place to obey for my Daddy without question. You push in your middle and ring finger inside your little one’s cunt, all the way down to the palm, and then you curl them at the. The flight was comfortable and not too full. I stretched out my legs and considered sleeping. My head was splitting and I detected the change of air pressure as we taxied to the runway. I was getting a little woozy. The vibration of the engines, the movement of take-off, and my general exhaustion, and I was out like a light.The next thing I knew, the flight attendant was standing over me shaking me by the shoulder and calling my name.“Mr. Hamar? Mr. Hamar?” I pried my eyes open to look at her.. I wanted her to touch me…So I waited for her touch."Put your hands on the wall..." It was her next order.I leant forward, putting my hands on the cold tiles of this wall.Then she finally picked up the hem of my short dress, pulling it right up to my waist. I felt the cold air passing through my bare buttocks and my cunt, since I was not wearing any panties.I heard Barbara laughing quietly, as she looked down and noticed my naked ass cheeks. My legs were parted enough to show my glistening pussy.