I meant a kiss."Dakota waited a second and when he didn't kiss her again she grabbed him and started things off. She didn't know that Trent was thinki...g about the way he had kissed his mother the last time. But he got right into the swing of things, kissing the girl passionately. While she'd kissed him, he found Dakota was a passive kisser, waiting to follow his lead. He flicked his tongue into her mouth and she only tentative responded to him. She tasted sweet, like she'd been sucking on a. Her eyes had shot guiltily from one anonymous face to the other.Was that man in seat 23F giving her a knowing smile? Was there disgust on that woman's face in seat 18A? Did they know she had just committed incest? That she had fucked her barely 18 year old son? And yes, goddamit, that she had experienced orgasms like she had never had before! Fuck you, seat 12C!She shivered again as she remembered the incredible soreness. She recalled the delicious wetness of another man (boy's?) come filling. That's one of the perks of working here."She dropped the tape into the bag and handed it to Susan."No need to be embarrassed," Elisa said with a smile. "Women have needs too, just like guys." I guess I never looked at it like that." Susan said as she clutched the paper bag.She started for the door, then stopped."Can I ask you something?" she said."Hey, I'm an open book," Elisa smiled. "Ask away." What was it about that film that you liked so much?" Well you might think it a little kinky, but. I arrived before nearly everyone, but I wasn’t that surprised to see Junior and Senior Hoak conferring in the dim pre-dawn light over a set of old plans. Mr. Schultz was with them as was Mister Loeschen. The two farmers let the craftsman do all the talking and nodded. Each man would be responsible for a separate crew. The Hoaks would assemble the massive internal skeleton first, starting with the inner most pair of main supports. By first light, the barnyard was filled with volunteers and.