.. funky. Flying in a twin prop can be a bumpy ride, especially for quite so many hours. Who takes a deteriorating Q400 this fucking far? Still, it ca...'t get me down for long. I am really happy right now. I keep looking over at Harriet and seeing the excitement all over her face, and I can't help but grin sheepishly. Every time, she asks me "What?", and every time I tell her it's just that I like her so much. She doesn’t know what to do with that information, but I can tell that it’s at least. ”I think your wife likes watching us” she said quietly, yet loud enough for me to hear. When she stared back at me it set off something inside of me that took this whole session up a notch. I think I might have came in my undies right there! I peeled off my shorts the best I could with one free hand, while trying to maintain eye contact with Emma. I wanted her to know I did indeed like to watch. The big wet spot in my sky blue panties should have made it obvious that I was excited watching. "Oh, um, don't worry about it. It's my fault, I shoulda went earlier." She nodded, her cheeks a bright red as she took responsibility for her accident. Pooping her pants in front of one of the k**s was humiliating, but she wasn't about to go blaming it on them.The girl seemed to nod understandingly, before looking towards the door. "Well, I'll go get Miss Stacy for you so she can help!" With that, she ran off down the hallway, leaving Christy standing in the bathroom for the time being.Before. I am narrating most of the things here. I need your feedback also.Obviously, as everyone starts, I started by bringing hot stories at home from Internet. But, the problem I faced was her poor English. So I brought Hindi stories from sextails.com. Every week I used to bring in 4-5 sex stories. Initially, she didn't like them, but slowly she herself asked me to get more.Let me tell you her statistics: She is 5'5" tall, fair, with a figure of 36-32-34. When she dresses well, no man can pass her.