I desperately wanted to touch that hand, feel what it felt. It awakened a need in me, an arousal.John:I wanted the march to last forever, to be next t... her. I could smell her femininity, hear her breathing hard. I imagined her breathing like that next to my ear. Then we stopped at the factory and that was the end of my dream. I risked another glance as she did too. I tried to express my gratitude and longing without words. Then we were separated.Jane:I followed the other Janes to the females’. There is definitely no underwear there as she clearly is rubbing her pussy and I hope she is as wet as I picture in my head and I can’t wait to taste her later, but hopefully not too much later. She is flushed and looks so fucking horny, I love it and I love her so much and tell her so again.The cock I’ve been sucking is going soft and he slides sideways down the couch and smiles a knowing smile at me as he looks over my shoulder at the big guy behind me. I’m pulled up straight and the big guy. It was there, all right. No problem finding it. It was punching the front of his pants out at least four inches. He was hard as a rock.It was clear, perfectly plain to see, that her Uncle Bob wanted to have sex with her. He had been telling the truth. And the odd thing was that the fact that he wanted to have sex with her didn't bother her at all like she would have thought it would."Chriiiiis" he said in that voice that would normally have said she was in trouble. But Chrissy suddenly knew. ”“Except that this time, you have your passport.”“I do, and again, thank you.”“Right, then let’s head off.”“Allons-y.” They start the car and head off for their long-anticipated holiday. With the sunlight shining in their eyes, the sound of Oasis blaring out the stereo and the wind passing through their hair, it seems like a perfect day.“So, what do you think is going to be the first thing we do as we land?” Jack asks conversationally.“Considering we won’t get to the hotel before at least 10.