We drove over to her house and it only took a couple of minutes to move the big heavy dresser from one room to another. She asked if I wanted another ...eer. I joked and said it was the least she could give me after all my hard work.We sat down on her couch and started to chat about life. She once again said she really wanted a k** but could not find a man that would be a good father for her k**. I pretended to be insulted and said that you have a guy right here. I would not make a good. She moans deeply in her sleep, a guttural, unintentional sound she'd probably be a bit embarrassed about. I pull my fingers out and use her lubrication and my own precum to wet my cock. Her thighs still pressed together, I push my hand against her ass cheek, rolling her a bit so her butt faces the ceiling, spreading her cheeks and pussy open, just enough. I guide my raging cock toward her opening and press. Jesus, this dick is too big to be discreet. But I press on. I have to force it much more. The plane engines roared to life and we took off.A short while later the pilot came out to let me know we'd be in the air for three hours then we needed to land in Miami for refueling, then back in the air for five and a half hours.Where are we going I ask.I'm Charles by the way as he introduces him self.Well Charles, where are we going, I ask again.I'm sorry Mrs Preston but Mr Withering wants to surprise you. There's some clothes in the bedroom for you. You might want to get some rest and I'll. She pinched Sid's butt eliciting a yelp from her and then crawled from the crowded sleeping bag to put her swim top on holding the bottoms in her hand."No sense in putting these bottoms on until I empty out, I'm so full I'm overflowing," she said laughing.Soon Sid crawled out and grabbing her swim top, joining Meg in a bathroom break outside. Jim pulled on his swimsuit still grumbling. I just shook my head and thanked my lucky stars that Meg was not picking on me. We had a simple breakfast of.