After that, one by one, the newest members of the Mile High Club came out of the stateroom after having used the tiny shower in the rear bathroom. Eve...yone looked bright eyed and bushy tailed, as my father used to say.When all ten of them were with us, Elsa broke out a bottle of champagne and little plastic flutes. We all had a toast to the club and new members, gave a cheer for sex, and then settled down for the last of our approach and landing. Our vacation was over.We soon stood at the. Despite not being the brightest bulb in the box, the second Mrs. Brady couldn’t get along without her. Few housekeepers would’ve stayed on after learning that their employer had doubled the size of the household she was required to take care of. Even fewer would’ve done it without demanding a substantial raise in salary.Marcia and Jan had once discussed the topic between themselves late one night when their youngest sister, Cindy, was away on an overnight scout trip. Marcia had shared a comment. And ride him she did. Faster and faster, then a random slow downstroke, her pussy feeling every vein along his old shaft, then fast then again, dragging her sopping pussy along his length in an extremely long, slow stroke. All the way up then halfway and then down and then a little movement and then the full length.He loved the delicious frustration of not knowing her next move. He’d never been ridden like this even by older women.She resumed the faster, regular pace.“Fuck me, Mr. Gerald. Fuck. ”“Yes, we had a chat, and he is.”“I did wonder.”“Hang on, aren’t you supposed to like, blow your top and be outraged at a boy wanking over your photos?”“I find it flattering, you know, that a boy thinks I’m good enough to wank over.”So, strike three, he’s vain.“He’s a good-looking guy is Jordy, a nice body, and a fair bulge in his jeans.”So, Tyler noticed Jordy’s body before I did, maybe I’m not the weird one here.“I got totally hot watching him,” whoops, let that slip.“Did you, like, see his.