"Thank you, my precious darling, for stopping me being a mule," he whispered.She smiled lovingly. "It was part selfishness." So what? I know what the ...ain part was. Love! Your love saw that we would be happy staying here, we would lose our sense of initiative if we went back to being underlings and that we needed stability."She nodded, "And that our love for each other might be at risk if we were both unhappy." You are a very, very wonderful lady. Clever, loving, beautiful and intuitive. I am. At least this time, I got upgraded to first class. Just a perk of having flown so many times. New York to LA was a long flight, but it would be fairly comfortable.I saw her as she was greeted by the flight attendant. She was conservatively dressed in a skirt ending just above the knees, a matching blouse, and a jacket draped over her arm. Her dark hair was slightly curly and cascaded down over her shoulders. She turned to walk down the aisle, her eyes were searching for her seat. My breath. Her beautiful black bush stared him in the face. A tantalizing musk scent drifted into his nostrils from between her mahogany thighs. He began to lightly lick her delicious pussy while he gently probed it with his fingers. Parting her thick, brown pussy lips he revealed her bright pink slit, his tongue slid along its length. Finding her swollen clit, his fingers played around it in light teasing strokes. Ramona’s panting little cries urged him on. His tongue played around her slit in flickering. Then he put some of his own spit on it and put his dick in the opening of my pussy again and shoved it in. My vagina was tight at first but opened up for him and he lay on top of me with his dick up my little pussy. He was so much bigger than me his head was against the headboard do he made me scrunch down the bed so he had more room. At first his dick hurt me but soon it felt ok and he started to hump me. I was 8 and didn't even know that my brother was fucking me and that I was no longer.