"Yes, both calls were routinely recorded," Miranda told her, "Why?" We may need them for evidence," Zandra answered. "The merde is going to hit the ve...tilateur when those things run out of power, and they are going to blame it all on us. I want to be sure that we have something to answer with." You think it will be that bad?" Miranda asked."I'm not sure. There are so many variables that could come into play and I'm not a geologist, but things could get very exciting before long," Zandra told. . which reminds me ... how far did you get with... ?"She threw her head back and laughed loudly. "Oh Master, you would have loved it! I was completely surprised ... that same flight attendant was working my return trip. She seemed really glad to see me, especially when I flashed my pussy at her. The plane was fairly full, but before they started the coffee service, she came to my seat and made up some story about finding what she thought was my wallet. She asked if I could come up to the galley. After only licking his hole and surrounded area; I gathered my courage to tell him that I could give him an awesome massage if he gets down on the rubber mat which I pulled from underneath the sofa to lay on the carpet. I knew John could not refuse my offer and he sure did not and quickly shifted down on the rubber mat to lay flat on his belly for me and I started working his naked smooth back, touching it at all the areas; I knew would make him enjoy and also make me feel in the. " Wait, babe," I objected, gently grabbing onto her arms."What's wrong? Is this about you having sex with dad?"I jerked back somewhat. "You knew about that?" Yes, I wanted to have sex, but I heard some moaning in here. I thought you were masturbating, but I found the sight of dad making sweet love to you, Mom. You did manage to get my panties wet, but I promise, I didn't watch for more three minutes," she explained before a brief pause. "Okay, more like six minutes, but then I respected you.