"I held onto the seats on either side of the aisle and gently lowered myself to my knees on the hard, thin, black rubber mat that ran the length of th... center aisle. I watched as he unfastened his pants and spread them open. He pushed his pants and his shorts down to his knees and moved closer until the head of his small but surprisingly fat cock was pressing against my lips. It couldn't be any longer than five inches. But it must be at least five inches around! I almost dislocated my jaw by. She flinched as a finger lightly touched her puckered rosebud. Then she groaned with lust as she felt the wet tip of her mother's tongue flick across the tight hole. All of her earlier reticence was long gone and she pushed her bottom out to meet the probing tongue.'Oh yes mummy! Please yes!' Sally moaned as she felt the firm tongue being forced into her tight, pulsing orifice. This was then replaced by her mother's probing finger, which slid easily and deeply into the lubricated hole before. "Come on sleepy heads, rise and shine"I opened my eyes and looked up at a smiling Marie, who was grinning down at us holding two steaming mugs of coffee,"Hi" I croaked and eased myself out from under my brother to sit up and accept the coffee,"What time is it?" Almost twelve" she grinned and cast an appreciative eye over my naked breasts, "You've got time for a shower and breakfast, me and Peter are going into town for some booze for the weekend, are you coming with us?" No" came from somewhere. " Who's the cabaret?" I asked. His reply made me smile, it was a well-known actor from one of Britain's top television soap operas who'd made his name years before as a blue comedian, he was good, very good, but absolutely filthy.Mum laughed and clapped her hands in delight."Oh yes, we'll be here, what time does it kick off and what's the dress code?" Eight-thirty, for dinner at nine, gents to wear suits and ladies to wear evening dress." I haven't got a suit mum." I protested as we left him to.