My eyes followed the curve of her neck down her collar bone, over her boobs and hips down to her knees. My gaze darted back up to her face. She appear...d to be waiting for a response. Oh, shit! She asked me question! I fought desperately for an answer to a question I did not hear. "I said, can I have the window seat?" she asked, apparently again, and looking slightly more irritated than before. Sweet Mother of God, she had an Australian accent. As I live and breath... "Uh-uh, yeah. Sure," I. This time I raised her T-shirt and allowed my hands to feel the soft round oranges on my sweet sister’s chest. I caressed her tits as I kissed her. She too was responding now, sluggishly albeit. This continued for some time. Then I removed one hand from her boobies and let it go towards her pussy.I caressed it from over her pajamas. Then I tried to insert my hand in her pajamas. At this point, she woke up. She pulled awake and was shocked to see what was happening to her. We looked at each. But she said that there was also a very big market among powerful, wealthy businees men and politicians who wanted more than just the hot, tight, cunts of young recently de-flowerd virgins that barely knew how to properly fuck and suck off a man's hard cock to deliver an ecstatic sexual orgasm and were usually incapable of holding an intelligent conversation on any subject, much less the subjects that these men were interested in such as business, finance, politics, the arts and literature,. Her panties where still in place. She had a hand pinching a nipple while the other touched her pussy.-Oni! I think…-Shut up! I need to have Sex NOW!-Stop it…-Fuck you! I need it…look at me…-Come in. Mandy is the only one to chose.She walked in while touching her left and came to her sister. Mandy was slightly asleep. But oni shook her to awake her up. She looked at her little sister in shock and scam out “WHAT THE HELL!!! Oni…” she was immediately interrupted by her sisters pleads “I need you!.