Patricia screamed, ‘Daaaaaaaaaaaaaad!’ William grinned as he turned and walked back towards the flight deck. A shoe when flying by his head, and m...ssed him, by a whisker, or less. He turned to remind his daughter of her boast in the aircraft on the way to Sedona, when he was struck in the middle of his chest by the second shoe. ‘Did your mother teach you that, also, Patricia.’ ‘No father, I learned it playing horseshoes.’ ‘You are lying to me again Patricia. That is your mother’s throwing. Sven said, “I wouldn’t touch any ass he’s put his cock in.”Abbott was stunned and didn’t have an answer, but Sven asked, “Do you like my cock? I know you were checking it out,” and he took hold of it.Abbott saw it was completely erect, and Sven was pointing it at him. He swallowed and turned his back to Sven because he suddenly became aware his own cock had gotten hard and was standing up against his stomach.Sven ordered, “Come here.”Abbott turned back around and walked over to where Sven. “Do you think it is pretty?” she asked almost breathlessly, moving closer to the mirror. “It’s so wet,” she said in the same breath, inches from the mirror now, dragging a finger through the folds and bringing it to her mouth. She saw the moist film of her excitement on them in the mirror and watched herself as she opens her mouth sexily and then closed it on the slender forefinger, moaning a soft “MMmmmm” as she sucked it longer than necessary to clean it. Oh man, she frowned for a second. Boston said she wasn't and the other people in the meeting backed her up. Squabbling on this matter continued for nearly thirty minutes until Boston, having noticed that it was almost time to catch her carpool, left the meeting abruptly and began securing her desk. While she was doing so, Roberts came up behind her and shoved her to the floor.Which is when I wandered onto the scene.Harold Roberts was a large man, in decent shape for a guy almost 55 years old, not quite a tall as I am but close.