The woman at the cash register was a little older than me and lookedbored as she rang up my purchases. It almost surprised me that Ididn't even get a...second look.The wait proved uneventful and even though I didn't get a sleeper carthe seat I had was quite large and reclined with a leg rest coming outso that it was almost in a bed. As luck would have it another woman,traveling by herself took the seat next to me and then a group of nunsfilled the next two rows. 'Good,' I thought, 'no kids and. I slowly slipped her sheer purple thong panties off and began to give her pussy a gentle massage. It wasn't long before she was leaning into me and soon she was stretched out on the couch with her wide spread legs facing away from me and towards the spectators outside the window. By now I was down on the floor and had switched to rubbing her clit with my left hand as I pumped first one, then two fingers in and out of her wet grasping slit. I asked her to show me her tits so I could watch them. "What now? My leg spasms as a hand grabs my inner thigh. I bite my lip. A blunt finger circles my clitoris. My hips are rocking."You'll serve your master well." The same voice pours over me."I will, I will!" I moan."Head back."My clit is dancing."Open," the voice says.A cock nudges my lips apart. Oh God, yes! This guy is huge. Jack, let me do this for you. His hand finds the back of my head and rams me forward in time with the sucking. The other guy -- or god -- is licking one nipple while he. ”“G’night again, Jack.”I tried to doze off, but unaccustomed to having anyone in the bed I lay there thinking about how, after all this time, I suddenly had a relationship with my half-sibling that I’d never expected, nor really even thought much about. Meghan had been an occasional part of my life during my short visits in between stateside jobs and deployments, but she was much younger than I, and I’d never really gotten to know her. That hadn’t mattered much when I was busy with my career,.