Once on the plane I knew that was a mistake and asked for a blanket to cover my arms. The flight from Miami was two and a half hours, and uneventful. ... two hour layover in Houston, we boarded the plane to San Diego at five forty PM. While entering the plane I asked again and received a blanket. We get to our seats, my husband in the isle seat, I'm in the middle because I'm smaller. People are filing down the isle. I see this big man eyeing the seat next to me. Sure enough he has the window. Hunter then unbuckled his belt and removed his jeans and jocks. I bent over and flicked my tongue around the head of his fully erect cock. As I licked around his cock, I tickled his balls, and then licked up and down the shaft, feeling his cock stiffen even more. I was wearing a short skirt, just above knee high and removed my panties. Hunter began to move his fingers through my dark thick pubes and getting my juices stirring. We were both ready for sex at this stage and horny as hell. I laid. ”“Dad’s there?” Lauren asked from the seat in front of Finch.“Last I heard, yes.”The van lunged forward at a speed a touch too fast for the narrow, winding street which slid down from the large set of hills to the north. Finch could feel his stomach turning over, both in anticipation of seeing his father again, and from the way Henderson seemed to relish trying to see if the van could turn a corner on two wheels.“Can you believe it?” Finch asked his brother beside him, “Dad!”“I know!” Logan. One, two, and then 3 went in, and it didn't take much to stretch me out with how much I'd been practicing. It was feeling good, and I tried not to moan, but it was hard. Then I felt the tip, all lubed up at my hole as he gripped my hips, and I whimpered. "Alright, slut. Once I've fucked you, you'll be mine. I own you. Don't whimper too much, you know you need this, it's what you were made for. Here it comes.."I felt him push past my anal ring, pulling me onto him by the hips as I groaned in.