The shirt is soaked. “Can’t get it dry so quick.” I gave her my jacket with the zipper so we can get our drinks and move to the plain. Sara seem...d more relaxed. She smiles and asks for more water. She is still so young. She forgot she gave her ID to me . . . silly teen girl.We get to the boarding aria where Sara asks for a seat next to the window. I tell her its fine by me. The cabin is big; three by three seats across. We have two seats next to window over the right wing. Sara looks so cute in. Take me now, baby, she pouted. Right this fucking second. I wanna feel that lovely big hard cock of yours inside me. C’mon, honey, fuck your wife’s hot little sister and fuck her good!Oh my word.I know. What an invitation. Not even a saint could resist and I am no saint.This is true.Ha.So you dipped your bread in it, my son, did you?I did Father. I fucked her. I rammed my cruelly teased and famished cock into her tight slick little cunt and I fucking pumped her to kingdom come. Both of us. A black color sari with a sleeveless blouse to suit and a deep cut one. Anyway, I complimented her that she is looking gorgeous and she blushed a bit. So we started to our destination. The clients were just on time and we were able to finish at around 8:30 with the finalization of a bulk order for my boss. We had a light dinner and we started towards her home. It was already foggy and we reached at her home. She asked me if I would like to have a cup of coffee. Oh damn the coffee; I would be. ." Fred let out a sick laugh. "Take care my friend." You too," Jeff said as he pushed the Off button on the handset, then returned the phone to its cradle.A couple of minutes before Fred's call had come in, Jeff and Diana had gone into a small sitting room/alcove not far from Whitworth's suite, and had seized the opportunity to be alone for a few minutes. Now Jeff turned to Diana who was sitting nearby listening. "I feel useless," he sighed.Diana got up and sat in his lap. "I think the General.