"You know Susan. Maybe it just wasn't meant to be today," I said trying to conceal my impatience. We've been in and out of almost every store in thi... place!" I know, I know," she said in a slightly annoyed tone. "But I've just got to find something today. I don't have any time next week to get out at night . . . it's today or nothing." Well what about that black dress that you tried on earlier?" I said in a pleading tone. "I thought it looked great on you. Why don't we go back and get. “I want to stay for a while, but we need to do something about this first.”I gasped when she squeezed my still partially hard cock. “Are you crazy?”She giggled, nodded, and dropped to her knees.“We are so going to jail,” I said under my breath as she yanked the tie in my trunks.“Oh, shh,” she said while pulling my trunks down. My bathing suit was still stretched between my thighs above my knees when she leaned in.It was so hard not to groan as her tongue slathered over the head of my cock. I. Yes, I need cock, fuck me Timmy fuck me good. She screamed. I need some cock too, come on Greg fuck me. Marsha cried. Greg crawled on top of her and she helped him get it in her wet pussy. Marty tried to push Amanda back so he could fuck her but she pushed him away. No wait, I want to watch, when theyre through you can fuck my ass. By the time the boys shot their cum into the girls cunts. Amanda was ready to be fucked. She had been rubbing her clit all the time they were fucking. Timmy and Greg. Father was admitting that he was wrong, changing his mind, and apologizing to me. Either I was hallucinating or the plane was going to crash.He smiled slightly and nodded. He called the steward to our cabin and ordered a bottle of sake. When it arrived, Father told the steward to relax for the rest of the flight, as we wouldn't need anything else."Now." He made himself comfortable, poured two cups, and handed me one. "We have fifteen more hours alone and you have not been entirely open about.