He hands her a glass of scotch and she takes a sip.“I think I am acquiring the taste. Cock and scotch.”She gets on the bed and scooches to the cen...er, reclining on the pillows. She slides her panties off and throws them on the floor.She spreads her legs and fingers herself, “Is this what you want? My nice young married pussy? You can do anything you want.”Derek watches Lynn play with herself and takes off his shirt, “Here’s something I want to do with it.”He lays between her outstretched legs. Because I’d booked far enough in advance, we had four seats at the front of the coach cabin, which gave us much more leg room than normal, at the expense of not having underseat storage in front of us. That didn’t cause any real trouble, because we each only had one small carry-on bag plus Jesse’s diaper bag. The nice thing was, that there was sufficient floor space in front of us that Jesse would have room to sit or walk around without going up and down the aisles.“Jesse fly?” he asked.“Yes,. During the journey I planned what I needed to do. First I would have to find somewhere to sleep, and get myself on to the benefits system, then a job and a place of my own. I wasn't stupid and realised this would not be easy. The first priority was to find a place to stay for free because I had less than ten pounds in my purse. It was mid-evening by then and I thought of Sheila Mann who I had worked with for a short while and knew where she lived. We'd got on fairly well in the time we worked. She hadn't just taken off her fishnets when she went in earlier, and I got a beautiful eyeful of her cunt and arsehole right Infront of my face. I gave her a quick playful bite on the bum, and she giggled as we entered her tent. As hot as it was outside in the direct sun, it was like an oven inside the tent. "Excuse the mess" she said, she had a sleeping bag in the middle of her tent and her belongings either side. In the far corner was a pile of clothes that were obviously her dirty laundry,.