"It might be incest, but I love you both," she whispered, before she brought his hands to my boobs too. "Brother/sister incest is the most common, so ...t's not like you're total freaks. Now that you're feeling each other's private parts, maybe you should kiss each other again."We both bit down on our bottom lips, but gave her the image she wanted. We casually pushed our lips together again, but made it more convincing that time. We certainly sold the impression we never did it before, but that. I expected that he would probably have to train his relief. Or, if not him, one of the other pilots would have to. I was a firm believer in the system we humans had developed, the safety net that had a qualified pilot in the right seat to deal with emergencies any time you had a student pilot in the left seat. No matter how badly I screwed up the little plane I had learned to fly in, my instructor could get us back out of trouble. Okay, if no one else has pointed it out yet we need flight. ) It seemed to go on and on, in and in and in, simultaneously filling me up and stretching me wide, and I gave a groan from deep in my belly. At last, I felt the face-plate of the harness bump against my outer pussy lips – amazingly, I had taken the full ten-inch length on the first thrust.The withdrawal was almost more arousing and astonishing in its effects than the entry stroke (this was partly the effect of the spiral ribbing), and my head was spinning as she re-entered me a second time,. Truth is, I don’t really care at this point. I’m soaking wet, my legs are shaking, and I want you badly.“Who cares?” You reply with a laugh, almost echoing my own thoughts, and your fingers tease my opening for a moment before you pull your hand away and drop down to your knees behind me. “We’ll be done by then anyway.” You grab the back of my upper thighs and lower ass cheeks and spread me wide apart again, exposing both my glistening pussy and tight little rosebud. “I’m so glad you decided.