The air temperature was 75 F, not bad at all for November. The 30-minute flight over the almost endless stretches of piney woods of the Eglin Reservat...on was peaceful and uneventful. Only the anticipation of the upcoming meeting kept the flight from being routine. Throughout the flight bits of the past three weeks played through my mind, events that almost seemed surreal as I flew across the skies of northwest Florida.I squawked the tower at Eglin, letting them know of our arrival. When I got. "Charlie, come sit down sweetie," my mom said.My mind yelled "RUN!" still yet my legs started to slowly walk over tothe table.Why did my mom do this? What did I do to deserve this? I thought I wasbeing a good daughter to her today. What the hell is she doing to me?I walked over to Michael, since the seat next to him was the only oneleft open. As I made my way over to him, he stood up, gave me a hug and akiss on the cheek and then pulled out my chair for me to sit down. I wasin robot mode. I. My cunt had been penetrated by thousands of men, by two large cocks at once, massive toys and other implements and various types of penises of all sorts, so when I was wet, it didn’t take much effort to enter me. We were on the plane to Boston and had snuck off to the small, plane bathroom, halfway through the flight. I had promised Ralph a chance to join the mile high club and he was getting his gift. He pumped me hard and fast as I held on to the small sink and low ceiling. When he was ready. .. Joy... it's so good... I feel like ejaculating."Mom said, "Dan, don't ejaculate all your sperm now. Keep that for later. However, you can give your hot daughter one spurt of cum juice for her to taste you." Dad nodded.Mom told me, "Joy, form an O with your lips and let your father squirt his sperm juice... one squirt for you to taste your father."I formed a pouty O with my lips and dad placed the tip of his cock inside my lips.Saying, "Joy, I'm going to give you a bit of my cock juice...".