I need you, and your other elder sister to do what I say!Nazriya: Noorin. Say yes. Say you will do what he wants.Nyla: Don’t…Don’t do this, Noor...n… And Nazriya, stop listening to him.Noorin: Err… Yes. I will… I will do what you want, Ron.Ron: That was quick!Nazriya: I am sorry, Nyla. It is my fault. I pissed him off. But, I just cannot let you pay for this.Nyla: You do not have to do this. Noorin!Noorin: I know. But… It’s okay… I also know I need to help you, Nyla.Ron: Good. That is a good. OOHH....FU...ME. FUCK ME, PLEA.....OH GOD."Then suddenly he released her and as she fell forward just a bit, he lifted his right leg and stepped over her hip, this move somehow allowing him even deeper penetration. As he burrowed further inside of her pussy, she turned her face directly into the carpet and literally screamed her pleasure at the top of her lungs.Finally he announced that he was going to cum, as he pulled out of her and fell back on to the floor as he continued to jerk himself. Liz has never flaunted her damn sexy body, never teased, dresses conservatively. When it came to sex Liz was very vanilla, she only liked missionary, I could not touch her butt, no oral for me but she loved it and insisted on it. That’s as wild as she would get. To understand her a bit she was raised a strict Catholic, and taught sex was for having c***dern and to keep your husband happy or to manipulate him. Liz even stated when with a grope of friends at a party if she never had sex again it. There were more passengers on board than I expected; there was probably another convention or tradeshow in New York."Do you want the aisle seat or the window seat?" I asked Jennifer.She was still glaring at me. "Aisle." Okay." I tossed my bag into the overhead rack above us and offered to put hers there. Jennifer shook her head but didn't stop the glare.I bent and got into my window seat while she put her baggage into the rack and closed the lid. She moved into her seat without looking at.